The Waking Hours Lyrics

Ain't it strange how we change

When we wake from the sleeping hours

And a stream of our dreams

Slips away In the morning shower

We're denied and deprived

Of the thoughts in our fantasies

And we rise to a world

In which we no longer long to be

You can see us walking to work every day

In the sunshine, wishing the days away

And so few really do what they like

And what they're good at too

Spend their time in 'The Times'

Hanging 'round on the underground

We spend years learning to be

What we're not, and never sure

How to fit the profile

That they're looking for

We turn up and try, in a shirt and a tie

While the part of us that we hide

Deep inside

Longs to reach for the sky

And fly, and fly, and fly

Living out what's in your head

Is the best way to get you out of bed

To be you, just to do, what you like

And what you're good at too

And to use the other side of your brain

And to leave, a part of your soul

Behind in your name

There's a reason we dream

To make the most of the Waking Hours

We dream to make the most

Of the Waking Hours

So make the most of your Waking Hours

The Waking Hours

The Waking Hours

The Waking Hours

The Waking Hours

The Waking Hours