Jenn Grant Dreamer
And with a faint taste of cigarettes you write hallelujah
songs.
Ain't it wonderful feeling alright
So I tickle up your backbone.
And at the break of day you sink into dream, you dreamer
On a date by a chocolate lake
Down by the rotary
Past town at the edge
Looking down at butterflies
And at the break of day you sink into dream, you dreamer
