I'll make it rain down on me, the water makes me feel so free
All you seem to be, is content wit your reality
What you need is a place to stay, with out all those pictures and pictures
I wish i could make him pay, but he's bought with those singles the singles
And oh to live another day, with this grace that turns to gray
So have mercy on my future now, your humor seems to me so low brow, your
Voice is at a scream, but i don't hear a thing
Be careful what you leave by the wayside
You will cease the need to dream
And all of those you hold dear in life
Will cut you up and make you bleed
Bleed that blood of green
You will cease the need to dream
Cease to dream