He spends his nights in California watching
The stars on the big screen
Then he lies awake and he wonders why
Can’t that be me
Cause in his life he is filled with all these good intentions
He’s left a lot of things he’d rather not
Mention right now
But just before he says goodnight he looks
Up with a little smile at me and he says
If I could be like that I would
Give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes
If I could be like that, what would I do,
What would I do
Now and dreams we run
She spends her days up in the north park,
Watching the people as they pbutt
And all she wants is just a little piece of
This dream, is that too much to ask
With a safe home, and a warm bed, on a
Quiet little street