Dreams - Descendents

Why do I daydream, why do I get my hopes up at all?

I’ve been living this Walter Mitty life for too long

Somebody save me, I’m a prisoner of my own fear

Sometimes fantasy is the only thought I can bear

My mind is a dream-filled balloon, dripping dreams into my shoes

And I’m too afraid to move to face the real world

And when I fall, I fall down hard, when will I ever learn?

Don’t take your dreams to heart, you’ll only wind up getting burned

Well, maybe I’m lazy but circumstances always knock me down

So I’ll just lie here, never get up off the ground

But maybe it’s crazy to sit and think of all the things I wanna do

What’s the use in dreaming when dreams never come true?

And when I fall, I fall down hard

When will I ever learn?

Don’t take your dreams to heart

You’ll only wind up getting burned

Why do I daydream?

Why do I daydream?

Why do I bother?

Why?

Time to get up off your ass

Pull your head out, take a chance

Grab whatever you can grab

There’s no such thing

Why do I daydream?

Why do I daydream?

Why do I bother?

Why?

Time to get up off your ass

Pull your head out, take a chance

Grab whatever you can grab

There’s no such thing

Time to get up off your ass

Pull your head out, take a chance

Grab whatever you can grab

There’s no such thing

Time to get up off your ass

Pull your head out, take a chance

Grab whatever you can grab

There’s no such thing

No such thing