Tell Him He's Dreaming Songtext
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If it was up to me
Then I'd be chilling, living lavish, life of luxury
Just kicking back up on the beach and putting up my feet
Yeah we got a cup in each, when we done with these
We gon' tell the waiter please, pour the bubbly
And raise a toast to our present company
See luckily, this never has to end
Perpetual present tense, so in summary
It's Tokyo, Tuscany, wherever it's summery, oh!
That's when my phone went off and burst my bubble
Then I'd be chilling, living lavish, life of luxury
Just kicking back up on the beach and putting up my feet
Yeah we got a cup in each, when we done with these
We gon' tell the waiter please, pour the bubbly
And raise a toast to our present company
See luckily, this never has to end
Perpetual present tense, so in summary
It's Tokyo, Tuscany, wherever it's summery, oh!
That's when my phone went off and burst my bubble
Then I was right back in the rubble where the trouble be
Syd city, sitting pretty, looking lovely
Another rainy day at home with a cup of tea
Jotting scriptures, washing dishes, stacking cutlery
Long division got me wishing for that currency
Hoping Mr Murrihy can up the fee
So that I can see these dreams come to be
Just don't tell him that he's dreaming
Tell him he's dreaming
Riding out the seasons, rhyming for a reason
Finding something to believe in
I saw you in my dreams last night
You were in my, you were in my
Or maybe it was in a past life
You were in my, you were in my
If it was up to me, then I'd be right right right
Where I'm meant to be Chilling by your side, but time is never free
So I ride ride ride through all this ugly
But I keep dreaming, dreaming
You know I got big plans
Crystal pools and watermelon for my big fam
Stars at night that last forever, check the wingspan
But nothing promised gotta get it can I live man
Can I live?
I said Young Hitchcock, sunset and that ziplock
Cloud porn in my brainbox I'm seeing shapes when I'm intox
Up late till I drift off, tryna lift lift lift lift lift
Your spirit up when we kick off
Kick goals like Cahill when the kid cross
My brown skin home to imperfect
But I make it worth it
I been down, been low, but Y.F.T.F.B been working
Till I'm out here in Sydney, with the crowd singing with me
Feel like a dream, won't somebody just pinch me?
Just don't tell him that he's dreaming
Tell him he's dreaming
Riding out the seasons, rhyming for a reason
Finding something to believe in
'Cause looks can be deceiving
So won't you tell him that he's dreaming
Aw yeah, wide asleep, not a peep
Ain't no telling where you're finding me this evening
I saw you in my dreams last night
You were in my, you were in my
Or maybe it was in a past life
You were in my, you were in my
At night when my head hits the pillow
I find I go flying out the window
To a place where it gets so deep
Where your past and your fate both meet
Syd city, sitting pretty, looking lovely
Another rainy day at home with a cup of tea
Jotting scriptures, washing dishes, stacking cutlery
Long division got me wishing for that currency
Hoping Mr Murrihy can up the fee
So that I can see these dreams come to be
Just don't tell him that he's dreaming
Tell him he's dreaming
Riding out the seasons, rhyming for a reason
Finding something to believe in
I saw you in my dreams last night
You were in my, you were in my
Or maybe it was in a past life
You were in my, you were in my
If it was up to me, then I'd be right right right
Where I'm meant to be Chilling by your side, but time is never free
So I ride ride ride through all this ugly
But I keep dreaming, dreaming
You know I got big plans
Crystal pools and watermelon for my big fam
Stars at night that last forever, check the wingspan
But nothing promised gotta get it can I live man
Can I live?
I said Young Hitchcock, sunset and that ziplock
Cloud porn in my brainbox I'm seeing shapes when I'm intox
Up late till I drift off, tryna lift lift lift lift lift
Your spirit up when we kick off
Kick goals like Cahill when the kid cross
My brown skin home to imperfect
But I make it worth it
I been down, been low, but Y.F.T.F.B been working
Till I'm out here in Sydney, with the crowd singing with me
Feel like a dream, won't somebody just pinch me?
Just don't tell him that he's dreaming
Tell him he's dreaming
Riding out the seasons, rhyming for a reason
Finding something to believe in
'Cause looks can be deceiving
So won't you tell him that he's dreaming
Aw yeah, wide asleep, not a peep
Ain't no telling where you're finding me this evening
I saw you in my dreams last night
You were in my, you were in my
Or maybe it was in a past life
You were in my, you were in my
At night when my head hits the pillow
I find I go flying out the window
To a place where it gets so deep
Where your past and your fate both meet
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