if you could choose your surname by the color of the sky    wrap yourself in clothes there's a hundred years   and they're running out your eyes    and turning into rain, into words, into phrases   the sentences that become an excuse    so we can wake up where we choose      I'm dreaming a dream like I am innocent   I dream like I am innocent   I dream like I am innocent to dream      and possibly the bigggest problem    we have here on the earth is that every night    when the sun goes down and stars come out    and it's the endless possibility of a dark sky    and its questions that make us realise    what we could never be or what always could be      I'm dreaming a dream like I am innocent   I dream like I am innocent   I dream like I am innocent to dream