His words they try to kindle
Prepare a way to swindle
And get a better handle on her heart
Frozen in time
You step into the blind
Scared of what you'll find
In the dark
In the dark
I missed the opportunity
Hand me back my bravery
I shotgun the window seat
I missed the opportunity
Hand me back my bravery
Wake me up
I'm in a dream
I'm in a dream
His words they tend to trickle
And come across as fickle
Always trying hard to simplify
My grasp on the mic
Vying for attention
From the one who couldn't mention that
The tiles hold the tension
It's a hike
It's a hike
I missed the opportunity
Hand me back my bravery
I shotgun the window seat
I missed the opportunity
Hand me back my bravery
Wake me up
I'm in a dream
I'm in a dream
Oh she's in denial
Repeating things she thinks are vital to
The separation of her
Feel and thought life
Trying to cut the cycle
In her own strength
But it's likened to
Wading south-bound
Down a river heading north
Whoa, she's in denial
Whoa, she's in denial
Ooh
Whoa, she's in denial
Whoa, she's in denial
Whoa
I missed the opportunity
Hand me back my bravery
I shotgun the window seat
I missed the opportunity
Hand me back my bravery
Wake me up
I'm in a dream
I'm in a dream