Dreaming Girl
You had your choices
Just look at those magazines
You're hearing voices they say
But nothing is as it seems
And nothing will surface
No, nothing I've said before
No time to worry
Just step through that open door
Open door, open door
You're fooling us into thinking that your plastic heart feels no pain
And winter sun's setting on spinning plastic weather vane
Your movements indicate that nothing is ever done
And solar heat will kill us 'cause the others said "it's the one"
And mammoth lies to cover up the wizard's cane
I've got to catch my breath you know I think I'm gonna burn in flames
Shilo don't blame us, she knows how famous the chains
Don't give me no grief, no attitude and no disdain
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
You had your choices
Just look at those magazines
You're hearing voices they say
But nothing is as it seems
And nothing will surface
No, nothing I've said before
No time to worry
Just step through that open door
Open door, open door
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Just look at those magazines
You're hearing voices they say
But nothing is as it seems
And nothing will surface
No, nothing I've said before
No time to worry
Just step through that open door
Open door, open door
You're fooling us into thinking that your plastic heart feels no pain
And winter sun's setting on spinning plastic weather vane
Your movements indicate that nothing is ever done
And solar heat will kill us 'cause the others said "it's the one"
And mammoth lies to cover up the wizard's cane
I've got to catch my breath you know I think I'm gonna burn in flames
Shilo don't blame us, she knows how famous the chains
Don't give me no grief, no attitude and no disdain
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
You had your choices
Just look at those magazines
You're hearing voices they say
But nothing is as it seems
And nothing will surface
No, nothing I've said before
No time to worry
Just step through that open door
Open door, open door
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Oh sweet feelings, yeah yeah, oh sweet feelings
Credits
Writer(s): Hendrik Reitsma
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