Lyrics: Dream Collector

Dream Collector

I remember you were looking at
Those shards of glass in your grandma's attic
You were drunk but it doesn't matter.
No, it don't matter anymore.
Because you were always chasing other people's dreams.
Do you remember Anna from your seventeens?

Are the images projecting how you feel?
Don't you wish she were real!

Well you can think what you want.
You can say what you will.
You can do whatever,
When you don't know what to feel.
Because you were always chasing other people's dreams.
A conveyer-belt shadow to pass the time.

Are the images projecting how you feel?
Don't you wish she were real!

You were always on the tail of a ghost,
Chasing down your baby who you loved the most.
Because you were always chasing other people's dreams.
And now you're waiting on,
The Dream Collector.

Are the images projecting how you feel?
Don't you wish she were real!
Don't you wish she were real!