Passenger - Things that stop you dreaming
I’ve got no money in my hands or my coat or my pocketWont get to space cos I haven’t got a rocketBut I’ve air in my lungsEyes in my socketsAnd a heart that beatsLike a tap that leaksIn the night when you haven’t got a plumber who can stop itJack in a box without a key to lock itWell this boat may sink but I’m not gonna rock itCos the sea doesn’t know my nameYeah the boat may sink but I’m not gonna rock itCos the sea doesn’t know my nameWell if you can’t get what you loveYou learn to love the things you’ve gotIf you can’t be what you wantYou learn to be the things you’re notIf you can’t get what you needYou learn to need the things that stop you dreamingAll the things that stop you dreamingWell I’ve got no ones word and no bodies promiseNot a lot to show but this book full of sonnetsAnd my liver may be fucked but my heart is honestAnd my word is trueLike the sky is blueIn the summer time when everybody gets on itWarm our skins and get sunburnt from itAnd our eyes shine bright like a sky full of comets that shoot like silver trainsYeah our eyes shine bright like a sky full of comets that shoot like silver trainsWell if you can’t get what you loveYou learn to love the things you’ve gotIf you can’t be what you wantYou learn to be the things you’re notIf you can’t get what you needYou learn to need the things that stop you dreamingAll the things that stop you dreamingWell if you can’t get what you loveYou learn to love the things you’ve gotIf you can’t be what you wantYou learn to be the things you’re notIf you can’t get what you needYou learn to need the things that stop you dreamingAll the things that stop you dreamingAll the things that stop you dreaming