Текст песни Dreams Don't Count

Inside a blue room You could tell the sun was coming up I watched you change the way you look Like a sweet chameleon You were becoming brighter What a wonderful way to like her I know that dreams don't count, count I know that dreams don't count But if it feels real, what the hell's the point of stealing That image I have of you from me This afternoon I thought about All the lies you've lived before And I just couldn't block it out All the songs that you swore Were written for you Well here's another one for the pile Can you see my white flag across the avenue tonight? I know that dreams don't count, count I know that dreams don't count But if it feels real, what the hell's the point of stealing That image I have of you from me