Stereo

«Well, don’t be so rational,"*
I’d rather that than casually throw all my dreams away
Life’s not some ship you sail only when you’re feeling passionate
You’re in it, you’re in it
So get some courage, kid, and why don’t you grow up?
And all I ever wanted to be was in your stereo
That kissed your ears in your sleep
But I’m no Romeo, in fact I think I barely know
Nothing about anything
But if we’ll take this passed the edge and let go
I think we’ll find what we’re looking for
I’ve got a dream catcher above my bed
So I can shake the demons out of my head and get some sleep
I think that’s what I need
And all I ever wanted to be was in your stereo
That kissed your ears in your sleep
But I’m no Romeo, in fact I think I barely know
Nothing about anything
But if we’ll take this past the edge and let go
I think we’ll find what we’re looking for
I’ve got a crucifix above my bed
So I forget not to pray when I go to bed
But that can’t save me
No that can’t save me
It’s not the wood that saves
It’s the Man who came and wore it
It’s not the cross that saves
It’s the Man who came and wore it
And he wore it well. He wore it well
And then He said…
«All I ever wanted to be was in your stereo
That kissed your ears in your sleep.»
But Lord, but I’m no Romeo, in fact I think I barely know
Nothing about anything
But if we’ll take this past the edge and let go
I think we’ll find what we’re looking for