Just another dreamer to the hands of the night Just another dreamer by the look of these eyes He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar is the way to make her cry
Just another dreamer to the eyes of his land Just another dreamer by the way he replies That he'll climb the highest mountain without a rope is the way to make her cry
He prefers to be cool Cause his life has treated him so cruel He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar is the way to make her cry
He prefers to be cool Cause his life has treated him so cruel He believes that writing sad songs with no guitar is the way to make her cry
He prefers to be cool Cause his life has treated him so cruel
