BARBECUE IN THOUSAND OAKS
COULDN’T GO, COULDN’T FACE THE FOLKS
TIRED OF BEIN’ THE BUTT OF JOKES
I’LL STAY HOME AND DREAM…
BURNED MY BRIDGES ON THE PHONE
DOESN’T RING SINCE I CAME HOME
NEVER BEEN SO ON MY OWN
I THINK IT’S TIME TO DREAM…
HEALING POWER, LIKE HOLY WATER
HELD THE KISS OF THE RICH MAN’S DAUGHTER…
PRETTY LIGHTS THEY TILT AND SWIRL
SILENT AS A PICTURED GIRL
WHO SAW THE LIGHT AND STOLE YOUR WORLD
SHE TOOK IT FOR HER DREAM
STOLE IT FOR HER DREAM
TOOK IT FOR HER DREAM…
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