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