You're wearing a smile that I recognize You kiss me on the lips, and you say: "Why... Why not?" Then we're shuffled outside on the concrete Filtered through the crowd and I see you Look for me I think I'm dreaming I think I'm dreaming Now you're making a 3D facsimile I'm sitting on a chair and you circle You circle around me Feeding you bread and butter Morning sun growing hotter Outside, and I ask you your last name I think I'm dreaming Will you dream with me? I am dreaming Will you dream with me? Feeding you bread and butter Morning sun growing hotter Outside, and I ask you your last name