SWEET DREAMS
Sweet dreams
Dulces sueños
I’m calling out for sweet dreams
Clamo por dulces sueños
To come and drift me into the night
Para que vengan y me lleven en la noche
But sweet dreams won’t come to me
Pero los dulces sueños no vienen a mi
Those mean things say I’m too busy thinking all of the time
Esas cosas pesadas dicen que estoy muy ocupada pensando todo el tiempo
3 A.M. and I open my eyes to the same black sky
Trying hard (so hard) to keep from breaking down
Fragile like a looking glass,
close to falling off the stars
Sweet dreams
I’m calling out for sweet dreams
To come and drift me into the night
But sweet dreams won’t come to me
Those mean things say
I’m too busy thinking all of the time
And in silence I cry 'neath the silver moonlight
All dressed in white, a bride of the night
I breath in, breath out, stare into the dark
Slow down my heart, and quiet my mind
Then I’ll softly hum a lullaby
So once again I lie awake in a cloud of haze
Trying my best (the best) not to lose my head
Haunted by the threat of dawn,
the dread of the day to come
Sweet dreams I’m calling out for sweet dreams
To come and drift me into the night
But sweet dreams won't come to me
Those mean things say I’m too busy thinking all of the time
I’ve been restless of endless nights