In a sleep i see a scene

a sea of comfort and serene

we’re walking through some fields of glass

up to our waist into our past 

watch the road girl you are driving

you’ll probably kill us both

or drop me off there at the corner

it’s better if we don’t



but you are the fortunate one in this song

you are the fortunate one so wake up, wake up



we should make a holiday cause we probably seen it all

and if my name is dead weight

it’s been carried on too far



up came the windy night

don’t ask me about the cold ones

cause i was saving up my stares

and bouncing them off no one

so turn your head girl you are driving

you’ll probably kill us both

or drop me off there at the corner 

it’s better if we don’t



you are the fortunate one in this song

you are the fortunate one in this song

you are the fortunate one 

so wake up

or leave