Desperate in my sleep
Like I'd lost something
When I woke I found
It was just a dream
Dusk was coming down
The house make no sound
Funny how a dream
It can make you weak
So I became the king
The king of all things week
And I wrote a song
About all things I need
Will I have a house?
Will I be a star?
What would people think
If I didn't make it far?
Funny how a dream
It can make you weaK
Just a simple dream
It can make you weaK
Come back home Suzanne
Cos it's getting bleek
Your boy has become
The king of all things weak
Come back home Suzanne
Come and make it ok
It was simple dream I know
But it won't go away
It was simple dream I know
But it won't go away