Nebulus

Pretty in a picture.
Pretty as a dream.
Pretty faces.
Pretty places.
Sittin' pretty as you please.

Pretty in the morning.
Even pretty when you sleep.
Pretty soon it's all just pretty much the same.
And that's a shame, it's only make believe.

Is you thinking clearly.
Is you thinking wrong.
Is you thinking anything at all, after all the things you've said,
and all you've done.

Is you thinking deeply,
Thinking hard and long.
Thinking time is for a change,
Well thinking again.
I think the only chance you had has been and gone.

Found a place to run to
Found a place to cry,
Found yourself a little bit of peace, inside a dream,
A little place that's safe to hide

Found out how I believed it.
Had to find out why,
Had to find yourself a place for some escape,
Make believe you found a place to lie