Текст песни Sweet Dreams

staring at the wall nothing better to do here is the song I wrote I will sing for you staring at the sun there's nothing new time is sweepin' away don't know what to do spring iscoming soon summer is almost here feel the brith of trees in colourful cream leave me alone maybe you can be my friend leave me alone I don't wanna feel the end don't you bother try to change my world don't you think I will fly as a painted bird don't you bother try to change my world don't you think I will fly as a painted bird