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