When I think back to the days when we were young, I have memories

Of holding your hand

Took till today, and though you're not in the frame, you're still on the set

I know that you're there

I was the type of kid

Had a dream in my head

Something about dancing

Back in like '96

Had a dream in my head

Something about dancing

Out of my mind

We can get so much better

Get so much better

Get so much out of our minds

We can get so much better

Get so much better

Get so much out of my mind

Out of my mind

Out of my mind

Out of my mind

Some memories start to fade

Turn grey and evaporate

The smoke maybe through the hope

It's falling into place when you're feeling so broke

So frozen you can't escape

Stone sonorous and opaque

The blow could be high or low

Could be needed though

Could be, yeah, yeah

I was the type of kid

Had a dream in my head

Something about dancing

Back in like '96

Had a dream in my head

Something about dancing

Out of my mind

We can get so much better

Get so much better

Get so much out of our mind

We can get so much better

Get so much better

Get so much out of our mind

Had a dream in my head

Out of my mind

Out of my mind

Out of my mind

Back in like '96

Had a dream in my head

Something about dancing