I am still without devotion 'Cause we're all asleep at the wheel Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel A bad dream On a rope and pulled through the ocean With my heart, I'm lost out at sea And every kind of thought screams misery So lonely I'm a 'Johny come lately' but I will not give up Find the words, they escape me, but I'm full of dumb luck And the world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell And the look in my eye is a look that can kill I am not without emotion I have ran from the pain of my youth From the mess that I hunt The catch and the thrill and I knew I am not (dream of it) in the circles of envy I'd thank God, but then what is he for? 'Cause I left a few white calls at his front door I'll leave more (dream of it) I'm a 'Johny come lately' but I will not give up (dream of it) And the words, they escape me, but I'm full of dumb luck (dream of it) And the world is an oyster with a poisonous shell And the look in my eye is a look that can kill Don't you go, come a little bit closer now If you like, when you die March your soul to a little fire now If you like, when you die Speak to me, cry a river and make believe If you like, when you die Clap your hands, do whatever your heart commands You will find, when you die, you are mine Dream of it Dream of it Don't you go, come a little bit closer now If you like, when you die March your soul to a little fire now If you like, when you die Speak to me, cry a river and make believe If you like, when you die Clap your hands, do whatever your heart commands You will find, when you die, you are mine