作词 : Isaac Winemiller

作曲 : Isaac Winemiller

The Dust in the air's making me want to cry every night

I try to put on a face that I think you'd really adore

I don't want to sit and pretend that you'd love me in a perfect world

Slow down, feel the breeze and be content

That I'm just fine alone

What kind of dream is this

I thought I'd get to choose

It isn't always true

The way I think of you

I can treat you fine

If you'd be mine

But you don't care