Beautiful Nightmare

«And its something
And she knows, and she knows
That its nothing to cry about
And I’m walking
Through halls and through walls
And she’s changing everyday
And she’s a beautiful nightmare
Who will know what she’ll wear next year
And I’m walking on thin air
Won’t you show me the way out of here
And she’s thinking
Where to go and she goes
And she’s breaking all of my falls
And she’s laughing
At all of her own jokes
And I’m sleeping
And she’s still awake
And she’s a beautiful nightmare
Who will know what she’ll wear next year
And I’m walking on thin air
Won’t you show me the way out of here
And I’m not the one
To tell her what she’s doing wrong
And I’m not the one
And she’s a beautiful nightmare
Who will know what she’ll wear next year
And I’m walking on thin air
Won’t you show me the way out of here
And she’s a beautiful nightmare
That I’ve been dreaming about for years
And I’m walking on mine-fields
Won’t you show me a way out of here