i wanna go to Kansas City
and roam around with the cowboys
Blinded by lights all so pretty
While the buildings hum a gentle noise
I’d like to travel up the west coast
Breathe in the mist tracing the sea
Bathe the light under a lamppost
I’d be picturing you kissing me me
But I can only travel in my sleep
Cause my lonely doesn’t permit me
i can only know what real love means
when i’m residing in the comfort of my lucid dreams
I wanna drive through san Francisco
The war on drugs with the roof down
Making our heels bleed at the disco
Catch a train that takes us out of town
But I can only travel in my sleep
Cause my lonely doesn’t permit me
i can only know what real love means
when i’m residing in the comfort of my lucid dreams
I can only travel in my sleep
Cause my lonely doesn’t permit me
I can only know what real love means
when I’m residing in the comfort of my lucid dreams
Dreams, dreams