Desperate in my sleep
like I had lost something
when I awoke I found
it was just a dream
Dusk was coming down
the house made no sound
funny how a dream
it can make you weak
So I became the king
the king of all things weak
and I wrote this song
about all things I need
Will I have a house?
Will I be a star?
what will people think
if I didn't make it far?
Funny how a dream
it can make you weak
just a simple dream
it can make you weak
Come back home Suzanne
'cause it's getting bleak
your boy has become
the king of all things weak
Come back home Suzanne
come and make it okay
It was a simple dream I know
but it won't go away
it was a simple dream I know
but it won't go away
Funny how a dream
it can make you weak
just a simple dream
it can make you weak