He spends his nights in California, Watching the stars on the big screen Then he lies awake and he wonders, Why can't that be me? Cause in his life he's filled with all these good intentions. He's left a lot of things he'd rather not mention right now. Just before he says goodnight, He looks up with a little smile at me and he says
If I could be like that (like that) I'd would give anything Just to live one day In those shoes. If I could be like that (like that), what would I do? What would I do? yeah
Now in dreams we run.
She spends her days up in the north park, watching the people as they pass. And all she wants is just a little piece of this dream, is that too much to ask? With a safe home, and a warm bed, on a quiet little street. All she wants is just that something to hold onto now, that's all she needs. (all she needs) Yeah!
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes. If I could be like that, what would I do? What would I do?
Yeahee yeah oh ohhh yeah Falling into this, in dreams we run away.
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes. If I could be like that, what would I do? What would I do?
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes. If I could be like that, what would I do? What would I do?
If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes. If I could be like that, what would I do? Lord, What would I do? yeahe yeah
Falling in. I feel I'm falling in to this again.
Compositores: Bradley Kirk Arnold (Brad Arnold) (BMI), Christopher Lee Henderson (Chris Henderson) (BMI)Editores: Escatawpa Songs (BMI), Music Corporation Of America Inc (BMI)Publicado em 2001ECAD verificado obra #14531611 e fonograma #1935731 em 29/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM