Drifting Dreaming

When you're feeling kinda lazy...
and you're layin' in the sunshine trying to sleep
But your mind keeps bringing you back...
to the craziness that stops you counting sheep

You've been busy in the mornings...
every afternoon and night time is the same
You'd dearly love to smell the roses...
but success is all about you playing the game

You've been thinking bout a sea change...
but you're wondering what it is you'd like to do
In the stillness hear the phone ring...
and the butler's mellow voice is asking 'who'

Three year... five year... ten year plans
Everybody makes demands
Oh so sick of shaking hands
All those folk with leathery tans.

You can hear their voices calling... trying to disturb your solitude
Ignore their calls and close your eyes.
.drift away to dreams they can't intrude
Drifting... dreaming... drifting... dreaming...
.drifting... dreaming... drifting... dreaming



Credits
Writer(s): Rhett Maurice Neal May
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