O in the hallways the music played
'This is what love must be like
when I grow older or meet someone older'
but you sleep in my bed nonetheless
I'm the joke of the world
All that I want are the dreams behind infant eyes
I used to daydream about the things and people
This is what love must be like
when I grow older or meet someone older'
when I grow older or meet someone older'
but you sleep in my head nonetheless
I'm the joke of the world
All that I want are the dreams behind infant eyes