Daydreaming - Anita Lipnicka

In my grey little town

People walk here and there

Missing buses and trains

And loosing themselves

Everything goes around

Everything by the clock

Exept one little girl

Selling flowers on the square

People say

That she’s mad

I wouldn’t say that

And she skids

On the waves of time

Daydreaming

Doesn’t care

If the sense of her life

Is missing

She’s out of the game, they play

'Cause prefers

To dance in the rain

In my grey little house

Every day after day

I have to hide my dreams

Out of everyone’s way

But sometime it’s so hard

Not to hear what they say

Then I think of that girl

Selling flowers on square

People say

That she’s mad

I wouldn’t say that

And she skids

On the waves of time

Daydreaming

Doesn’t care

If the sense of her life

Is missing