Summertime is here,
not for tomorrow,
He laughed with all
his friends,
At all the little
men who borrowed
Tunes they heard
just yesterday
Every last
cowboy got away,
And drank to all the days,
we had whiled away,
Just playing Robin Hood,
And then louder things
Then the
nightmares start,
And we get blown away,
Up in your room,
Your walls will go,
You find your head
is holding out,
For the welcome
of a better day
Then the nighmares start,
And you get blown away,
And up in your room,
Your walls are getting
colder like you're getting
on a rollercoaster,
You can't find the brakes
Stayed in the sky,
Then he flew away,
He left
us things to say,
That all the world
is falling down,
Around our shoulders,
Cold and grey
Air kit on and he's away,
and then he went inside,
He came out once
to leave a guide,
And then he flew
my head away
Then the
nightmares start,
And you
get blown away,
Up in your room,
Your walls will go,
You find your head
is holding out,
For the welcome
of a better day
Then the
nightmares start,
And you
get blown away,
Up in your room,
Your walls are getting colder
like you're getting
on a rollercoaster,
You can't
find the brakes
When you're giving
everything away
Everybody lets you pay
Saving up
for a better day,
Seeing things
in a better way
When you know
you got to live,
There's nothing
you won't give,
You're the fool,
and I let you in,
Every monday morning
She found love
and almost cried,
We laughed
and wondered why,
We loved the sky and found
the space and gazed that
old mischevious place
Then the
nightmares start,
And your
friends go away,
Up in your room,
Your walls are cold,
You find your head
is holding out for the
welcome of a better day
Then the
nightmares start,
And you
get blown away,
Up in your room,
Your walls are getting colder
like you're getting
on a rollercoaster,
And you can't find the brakes
Then the nightmares start