What a cliche
I, I never want to see you again
We're all so cliched, 'ched
With too much spandex on the brain

Oh If you believe your dreams will come true
Then sleep is you'll ever do
And If you think I'm gonna to come to you
Then go back to bed and take my friends there too
In a sense we're exactly the same
Cause we're both so different in every way
In a sense we're exactly the same
We're both so different in every way, in every way

Oh It's a shame
That you don't need to see you this way
Oh, It's a crying shame, shame
That what you do is the same as the same

Oh, someone told me that you really liked me
But I fell asleep almost instantly
and in my sleep I dreamt that you found me
Now I've found my feet so come and run with me
In a sense we're exactly the same
Cause we're both so different in every way
In a sense we're exactly the same
We're both so different in every way, in every way

Sleep, I go to sleep
sleep, I go to sleep
Dream, dream, dream for her
and you can dream, dream, dream for her
I wanna dream, dream, dream for her,
Dream, dream dream for her, her, her, her, her

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ANTHONY PAUL GRANTHAM, JAIME BRIAN HARDING, PHILLIP CUNNINGHAM