The Dreamer

I'm just a dreamer, but I'm hanging on Though I am nothing big to offer I watch the birds, how they dive in then gone It's like nothing in this world's ever still And I'm just a shadow of your thoughts in me But sun is setting, shadows growing A long cast figure will turn into night It's like nothing in this world ever sleeps Oh, sometimes the blues is just a passing bird And why can't that always be? Tossing aside from your virtuous crown Just enough dark to see How you're the light over me? And by your side, girl, where the acres grow Into the strong and stunning meadow A cowboy stumbling in the finest field And nothing good out there won't be old Oh, sometimes the blues is just a passing bird And why can't that always be? Tossing aside from your virtuous crown Just enough dark to see How you're the light over me? Sometimes the blues is just a passing bird And why can't that always be? Tossing aside from your virtuous crown Just enough dark to see How you're the light over me?