And the radio keeps howling
But the radio keeps howling
Singing ooh-la-la-la-la-ooh
Dumb singers with autotune
Chasing me with their aptitude
Can you tell when i'm dreaming of you?
Can you tell when i'm dreaming of you?
Can you tell when i'm dreaming of you?
Sun shifting mid-afternoon
And the flowers won't seem to bloom
Mom calls for an early night
But I won't go inside, wish I was flying
Theres a crackle as I fade from sound
No more thinking i'm just dreaming of
Can you tell when i'm dreaming of you?
Can you tell when i'm dreaming of you?
Can you tell when i'm dreaming of you?
I'm not in class i'm in a field of glue