Nothing here is real
So when I begin to dream
Can I dream of you?
Dream of you?
Dream of you?
Ooh, I keep running
But I'm going nowhere
Nowhere
Ooh, So I keep turning
Back into your hands
Into your hands
So far down, so far down
So messed up
Begging please
Come get me out
Come pick me up
So nothing here is real
And then I begin to dream
Can I dream of you?
Dream of you?
Ooh, I keep running
And still going nowhere
Nowhere
Ooh, so I keep turning
Back into your hands
Into your hands
Into your hands