Oh mother, mother tell me,
Tell me about my destiny
Will I have the guts to choose my life
As you did in your London trip?
And God, My Lord, you tell me,
Explain to me, if you still exist,
Is it my future, this rockband,
or it's a waking dream?
Oh, father, father, tell me
Will I be the man I guess?
To steal your head and mind
Well, a little less depressed.
And Claudia, Claudia tell me,
Is our love just gonna waste?
Will you share your heart so long with me,
Or it's a waking dream?
And all these waking dreams I put you in
Don't be afraid to feel my fear
Waking dreams, waking dreams, waking dreams

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