I'm stuck
I'm stucking in dust and
I'm stuck
I'm stucking in dust and
I've seen them once around here
Moving in the sunlight
For free
Floating in the air
And scoffing at me
Particules of dust are made of lovely contradictions like me
I suppose to dancing
Which I know I sometimes can be wrong
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams of you
I've waited for a sign and bested confidence in time
What if I left the side of this world
Particules of dust are teens dancing for the kings and queens
I suppose to laughing
Which I know I sometimes can be wrong
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams
I'm stuck
I'm stucking in dust and
I'm stuck
I'm stucking in dust and
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams of you
Oh I dreams
Oh I dreams
Oh I dreams
Oh I dreams