Seasons, my friend
Color me, so we can blend
Forbid me to go
I know so little about the wind when it blows
Dreamer, dreamer
I'm walking out of your dream
Take me off that parade
and place me somewhere
In your sense of a shades
Your night shuts my door
and I will not dream anymore
See if I can pass by that waithing hand
If I can pass by that wandering man
If I can leave to get on
See that it all make sense pretty Soon
Dramer, dreamer
I'm walking out, while you go on
(dreamer, dreamer)
Dreamer, dreamer
I'll be where I belong
Dreamer, dreamer
But dreamers don't come along
Dreamer, dreamer
I'll be where I belong
Dreamer, dreamer
Stop me if I'm wrong