In a sleep i see a scene a sea of comfort and serene we’re walking through some fields of glass up to our waist into our past watch the road girl you are driving you’ll probably kill us both or drop me off there at the corner it’s better if we don’t
but you are the fortunate one in this song you are the fortunate one so wake up, wake up
we should make a holiday cause we probably seen it all and if my name is dead weight it’s been carried on too far
up came the windy night don’t ask me about the cold ones cause i was saving up my stares and bouncing them off no one so turn your head girl you are driving you’ll probably kill us both or drop me off there at the corner it’s better if we don’t
you are the fortunate one in this song you are the fortunate one in this song you are the fortunate one so wake up or leave