Dreamcatcher

I miss the times when we had time to say we don't have time to spare

But on second thought I guess we never had anything good to share

You miss the ones that we once were

But you don't want what we once had

So hang it on your door to scare this

Nightmare away

So let go of all your old concerns

And find a song to sing along

They will look at you and then say

Stop! Sing in your mother tongue

Sonhos nunca compartilhados são devaneios em vão

So hang it on your door to scare this

Nightmare away

History isn't here yet

We got early this time

Maybe we are ready for it now