He had the visions on the Tuesday night
In the station
This bubblewrapped nation
Spinning through the air on a fateful flight
To a crash site
In the moonlight
You are not dreaming
You are sleepwalking
She packed her things on the Wednesday right
He'd never made a mistake
It's best it was a clean break
Now he covers his eyes
Thinking without sight
There is nothing
And then the phone rings
She said
You are not dreaming
You are sleepwalking
Sat in the church
In the night
With the vision that the words he had said
They had never come out right
Where is your faith?
She had said he was confused
By the idea of never thinking without sight
Don't want me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
She said
You are not dreaming
You are sleepwalking
You are sleepwalking
You are sleepwalking
You are sleepwalking
