Lyrics

it's the closing hour, i don't want to go, but i could stay afloat, in your eyes, i've seen the rocks, where everyone gets lost, i won't stray across, the white line, let's admit the world don't turn around us, it's acting like we don't exist, a drunk that's sleeping in the corner, sweet dreams, make waves, find bliss, when elephants come down, to the water hole at dusk, they feel the same as us about life, we all take a drink, the sun begins to sink, the alligator waits for his time, let's admit the world don't turn around us, it's acting like we don't exist, a drunk that's sleeping in the corner, sweet dreams, make waves, find bliss, you don't have to say a word, you don't have to say a word, i hear what you're thinking, you don't have to say a word, you don't have to say a word, i know what you're thinking, i know there's no use, so lost and discontent, i'm looking for a friend i can trust, for all my intent, it hasn't happened yet, so now i come to you for insight, let's admit the world don't care about us, it's acting like we don't exist, drunk and sleeping in the corner, sweet dreams, make waves, find bliss, sweet dreams, make waves, find bliss

Song details

Artist: crowded house