Daydreaming

If I don't come too
 Wake me up next winter
 It's hard to move
 The slumber is a fever
 You know I'm dazed
 Than I'm laying in these lazy fields
 Making daisy chains I feel
 It's so surreal
 I hope it's real
 And now I've got this feeling
 That I'm seasoned with
 I've got a reason
 Got a feeling I should let it in
 So, I'll breathe it in
 I'm slipping in
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 Another day
 Another wage
 Work again
 I'll play away
 I'm drifting, not listening
 I'll close my eyes
 Use the sun as my spotlight
 Feel the breeze upon my skin
 As I see myself another
 And now I've got this feeling
 That I'm seasoned with
 I've got a reason
 Got a feeling I should let it in
 So I'll breathe it in
 I'm slipping
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 Daydreaming (day, daydreaming, dreaming, day, day)
 No need for steady feet
 I feel forever green
 They say that it's naive
 But it's what I'm doing
 I can't help myself
 I'm someone else
 When I'm daydreaming
 If I don't come too
 Wake me up next winter
 It's hard to move
 The slumber is a fever