They love me like I was a brother
They protect me
Listen to me
They dug me my very own garden
Gave me sunshine
Made me happy
Nice dream
Nice dream
Nice dream

I call up my friend the good angel
But she's out with
Her answer-phone
She says she'd love to come help but
The sea would
Electrocute us all
Nice dream
Nice dream
Nice dream
Nice dream

Nice dream
Nice dream
Nice dream, if you think that you're strong enough
Nice dream, if you think you belong enough
Nice dream, if you think that you're strong enough
Nice dream, if you think you belong enough

Now come home
Now come home
Now come home
Now come home

Nice dream
Nice dream
Nice dream
Nice dream


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Nice Dream Lyrics as written by Edward John O'brien Colin Charles Greenwood

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    oh, and lets keep the petty arguments separated from the comments on the song, please. i find it irritating to have arguments pop up in fromt of me while id rather be concentrating on reading others' views of songs i enjoy, which is what the site is for.

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