Suitcase Full of Dreams
Rigby Ran away seventeen of waiting(?)
You got out, never to return to
You should know that you don't belong
And the sun in the morning silence reminds you of home
When you hit those streets tonight
And there's no relieve in sight
You should know that you could call on me
When you've driven to extremes
And nothing's as it seems
Your suitcase full of dreams
Who would say that you hate all the sadness
They would say that you survived the madness
You should know that you don't belong
And the sun in the morning silence reminds you of home
When you hit those streets tonight
And there's no relieve in sight
You should know that you could call on me
When you've driven to extremes
And nothing's as it seems
Your suitcase full of dreams
When you hit those streets tonight
And there's no relieve in sight
You should know that you could call on me
When you've driven to extremes
And nothing's as it seems
Your suitcase full of dreams
Your suitcase full of dreams
Your suitcase full of dreams
Your suitcase full of dreams