(N. Walusko)







Say all the things you say, words get in the way



They don't start to explain, nothing is more strange



And not quite there, oh no







You wander through your whispered dreams



In wanderlust







See all the son's raise meat, sell it on the street



Fame, gold you shot in vain, poor man spared some change



That's not quite there, oh no.







He wanders through your whispered dreams



In wanderlust







Hey, trust no one today ,like the CIA, video delay



Of what's not there, oh yeah







They wander through your whispered dreams



In wanderlust



He wanders through your whispered dreams



In wanderlust



You wander through your whispered dreams



In wanderlust