Píseň: Neopolitan Dreams

Interpret:
Lisa Mitchell
Album:
Wonder
You go on, I'll be okay, I can dream the rest away 
It's just a little touch of fate
It'll be okay, it sure takes it's precious time 
But it's got right and so have I


I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves
Under my tightly buttoned sleeves


You couldn't be a longer time
I feel like I am walking blind
I have nowhere, I'll have time


There are no legible signs
There are no legible signs 


I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk
It's hard to recreate 
Such an individual gate


You wait your turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don't think you're ever a hundred percent in the room
You're not in the room, You're not in the room


lalalala...


Deepest of the dark nights
Here lies the highest of highs
Neopolitan dreams 
Stretching out the sea


You wait your turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don't think you're ever a hundred percent in the room 
You're not in the room, You're not in the room