Daydreaming

If I don't come too Wake me up next winter It's hard to move The slumber is a fever You know I'm dazed Than I'm laying in these lazy fields Making daisy chains I feel It's so surreal I hope it's real And now I've got this feeling That I'm seasoned with I've got a reason Got a feeling I should let it in So, I'll breathe it in I'm slipping in Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) Another day Another wage Work again I'll play away I'm drifting, not listening I'll close my eyes Use the sun as my spotlight Feel the breeze upon my skin As I see myself another And now I've got this feeling That I'm seasoned with I've got a reason Got a feeling I should let it in So I'll breathe it in I'm slipping Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day) No need for steady feet I feel forever green They say that it's naive But it's what I'm doing I can't help myself I'm someone else When I'm daydreaming If I don't come too Wake me up next winter It's hard to move The slumber is a fever