Unreal
You and me we seem so unreal
Feet on the ground, our heads in a breeze
Sometimes we dream, and sometimes we don’t
Sometimes we know
Just what we want
to be
It’s so real
It’s so real
Most of the time I stay in my room
Staying in time to the haunts and the moods
Harmonizing to the spirits that move me
I know they’re there,
They’re really and truly
unreal
So unreal
So unreal
You and me we seem so unreal
Laying around, our heads in a dream
Sometimes we talk and sometimes we don’t
But most of the time we’re saying too much
to ourselves
So unreal
So really unreal
Copyright, © 2015 Alan Robert Wright