April morning, sun is high Watch the smoke rings spiral black against the sky Now the singers and their songs Are just an echo telling me where I belong
Where we're living is just a state of mind Of another trip on sanity (?) If we're dreaming, our dreams will all be yours When a new day dawns...
Morning coming... Morning coming...
Are we writing another page? Bless the sunlight laid upon an empty stage Turn your faces towards the door The world is waiting, can you hear a senseless roar?
Where we're living is just a state of mind Of another trip on sanity (?) If we're dreaming, our dreams will all be yours When a new day dawns...
Morning coming... Morning coming...
Feel the evening, take a hold See the smoke rise 'round the grime, now ages old If it would stop, on Monterrey (?) All we want to do is hear the music play
Where we're living is just a state of mind Of another trip on sanity (?) If we're dreaming, our dreams will all be yours When a new day dawns...