In Your Sleep

(альбом: All Those Pretty Lights - 2008)

So much for medicines
And healthy patients
We've got a little bit of a situation now
Whoa

But I ride this gurney
Towards my confession
It's just another day in my sick profession
I talk through my melodies
But I never listen
I'd rather spend all my time
Talking to you
Talking to you

Oh I just wanna believe
That we were made for something
More than just what we can see
The sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen
Then you'll believe in something
Ghosts are never all that they seem
But they keep coming in your sleep
They haunt you in your sleep

Some call them enemies
Some call them lovers
I keep a map of my heart under my covers
I marked the spot
Where we buried our hearts in the earth
We've all got stars in our eyes
See how they burn
See how they burn

Oh I just wanna believe
That we were made for something
More than just what we can see
The sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen
Then you'll believe in something
Ghosts are never all that they seem
But they keep coming in your sleep

In your sleep
Oh yeah

And I said
Oh I just wanna believe
That we were made for something
More than just what we can see
Oh the sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen
Then you'll believe in something

Oh I just wanna believe
That we were made for something

Oh I just wanna believe
That we were made for something
More than just what we can see
The sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen
Then you'll believe in something
Ghosts are never all that they seem
But they keep coming in your sleep
In your sleep
Oh yeah