They love me like I was a brother
They protect me, listen to me
They dug me my very own garden
Gave me sunshine, made me happy
Nice dream, nice dream, nice dream
I call up my friend, the good angel
But she's out with her answerphone
She says she would love to come help but
The sea would electrocute us all
Nice dream
If you think that you're strong enough
If you think you belong enough
If you think that you're strong enough
If you think you belong enough
Nice dream
I just got a hysterical phonecall from my friend. Benji seemed to think that phoning me would make everything better because i've already lost two friends. Now I guess i've lost another one. Eli, why did you have to do it?
I miss you xx