These Dreams

Im happiest when the sun is down
And a sparkle of snow on the falling ground
Its caused by the bright city lights
Over my hometown
And my friends gather around
Days on and were losing the race
We try too hard, we fall from grace
When the sun goes down, we feel alright
About working way of have these dreams
Working day, get it done
March to the beat of someone elses drum
Worry about what might have been
That I try to feel in someone elses skin
Days on and were losing the race
We try too hard, we fall from grace
When the sun goes down, we feel alright
About working way of have these dreams
Let go and go
See how the work is cleared from the start
I hope this too
Here in the dark, close to my heart
Days on and were losing the race
We try too hard, we fall from grace
When the sun goes down, we feel alright
About working way of have these dreams