Barbecue in thousand oaks
Couldn't go, couldn't face the folks
Tired of being the bu*t of jokes
I'll stay home and dream
Burned my bridges on the phone
It doesn't ring since I came home
Never been so on my own
I think it's time to dream
Healing power like holy water
Held the kiss of the rich man's daughter
Pretty lights, they tilt and swirl
Silent as a pictured girl
Who saw the light and stole your world
She took it for her dream