Secondhand Dreaming

Up again watching late night TV
When I should be asleep
Gotta work in the morning
Wish I was there next to Letterman’s chair
Or waiting bacstage, ready to play
Because I’m burning every single dream that’s ever crossed my heart
And I’m ready to start
Secondhand dreaming
I swear I’m barely breathing
And I want to know
Is this for real?
Because I’m secondhand dreaming
I swear I’m barely breathing
And I want to know
Is this for real?
I want to be what You want
Want to do what you want
Want to be only Yours
I give You all that I am
Give You all that I was
Give You all that I’m supposed to be
Something’s gonna have to give in
I can’t keep on living on V street
With the faces that I see
And I’m burning every single dream that’s ever crossed my heart
And I’m ready to start
Secondhand dreaming
I swear I’m barely breathing
And I want to know
Is this for real?
Because I’m secondhand dreaming
I swear I’m barely breathing
And I want to know
Is this for real?