Dreaming

When I was young,

My teacher spoke with my Mum

And asked is there anything up with your son?

He’s always staring at the wall,

Wonder if he’s learned anything at all.

An out-of-tune orchestra would play,

The Eastenders theme tune everyday,

It moved me in the most peculiar way,

Since then my shool days were spent..

Dreaming, dreaming,

You caught me dreaming,

Dreaming, dreaming,

You caught me dreaming.

Now I’m working nine till five,

On the assembly line,

It don’t pay much,

But it, well its just fine,

I was staring at the wall,

When my boss asked,

Have you done anything at all?

It's a shame I didn't hear what he said

I have a symphony in my head

The sound of the work place

Got me again

Since then my work days were spent

Dreaming, dreaming

You caught me dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

You caught me dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

You caught me dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

You caught me dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

You caught me dreaming

Dreaming, dreaming

You caught me dreaming