Would you like to be inside?
Would you like to know all the secrets?
Do you think that you can hide?
Would you like to know where the bricks kept?
Dreams born of mud
Shaped into clay
In my dreams
You always walk away
Dreams born of mud
Shaped into clay
The bricks that you throw
They always come my way
Would you like to come aboard?
These new sheets are calling you
Would you like to be alone?
Would you like to take me home?
Dreams born of mud
Shaped into clay
In my dreams
You always walk away
Dreams born of mud
Shaped into clay
The bricks that you throw
They always come my way
I catch the tricks inside my mouth
I catch 'em all between my teeth
It only hurts when I smile
They always fall out when I eat
Dreams born of mud
Shaped into clay
In my dreams
You always walk away
Dreams born of mud
Shaped into clay
The bricks that you throw
They always come my way