Tekstovi: Swimming With Dolphins. Pajama Party.

When you just can't sleep
and you're sick of counting the sheep
the sunlight in your head
just won't let you put the days to bed
Pick a place to meet
In pajamas and bare feet
on a moonlit street
move me to the rhythm of your heartbeat

Oh, the places we could go
Chicago, New York and Toronto
and if it starts to snow
we can hop train to Mexico
where we'll sleep on the beach
with blankets made of leaves from palm trees
and we'll say "let's never leave"
and that's when i'll feel the sun creeping up on me

I'll always wake up so confused
each time I have that dream of you
but, if you dreamt of me too
Does that mean we dreamt the same dream?