I had a dream, I had a dreamThat I was your neighbor, about to give birthAnd then everything was really hurtAnd I was so lonely I didn’t seeIt’s like living in a movieTwisting the plotMy friends and familyLittle things I’ve got, I gotWhen my thoughts drift to youI love the morning, I like to listenThe 4 AM birdies begging to feedNow there’s something here before me, a figure I thinkIsn’t there a warning or something to drink?My god, my godWhen my thoughts drift to youThese mended bones, the storms approachEver so slowly out on the seaThere’s an animal below me, lack of controlOthers came before me, others to come, to comeWhen my thoughts drift to you