I’d sell my soul to the Devil
But that loser can’t afford it
I’m easy but I’m not cheap
For anyone but you
I’d give my life for the masses
But they ain’t worth the effort
I love them but I gotta draw the line
And when I look into your eyes
I see my dreams – I see my visions
When I look into your soul
I see my heart – I see my love
I’ve been sleeping through my life
I’ve been bored into submission
It’s time to stand up and stretch my legs
I’m so tired of pretending to be someone that I’m not
And I just can’t do it anymore
’cause when I look into your eyes
I see my dreams – I see my visions
When I look into your soul
I see my heart – I see my love
And yeah, if I were Bowie and you Iman
I’d never want to be apart
At least in theory
I’d want you all the time
If I were Tarzan and you were Jane
We’d swing like Larry Flynt
At least in fantasy
In the privacy of home
This is the time when
We consider who we’re not
Make peace with who we are
And foment our plans for world domination
At least in our dreams
We would reign supreme
Your lips are chapped and so are mine
But that doesn’t matter
Nothing else matters now
Save our dreams
Save the people we wish to become
From the people we used to be
Everything is different
Everything is changed
Everything is different
The changing stays the same
© 2002 Landry Butler. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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