Tom Felton

Dreamer

Tom Felton


Tom: C#m

Intro
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Verse1
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So off the clouds of Nova Scotia,
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I’ve been flying, trying to photograph my face for posters.
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I’ve been sailing further from my family lately,
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Driving me crazy, or, maybe that’s just me.

Verse2
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I’m tangled up in my own web,
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It’s been sixteen days at least since I’ve seen my own bed,
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I’ve been chasing dreams and sleeping less and less my mum said,
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I need to relax, and be back for cups of tea,

Chorus1
She asks me:
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Boy, how you dream so big;
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When you hardly sleep at all?
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Boy, how you dream so big;
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When you hardly sleep at all?
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Boy, how you dream so big;
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When those eyelids rarely close?
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I don’t know, Mum;

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We’ll find out, I suppose.

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I don’t know…

What, my friend? You know what?

Verse3
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Dress in fancy clothes; sounds fun,
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I’ll admit, I even smiled a little bit in round one.
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But now I’m searching for two purposes, I haven’t found one,
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Driving me crazy, or, maybe that’s just me.

Verse4
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I sing to disappear my own mind,
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Fingers in my ears, holding out for golden sunshine.
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Sometimes wondering why I just can’t seem to stop time,
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Find me a lady, have a baby, or maybe three, cheeky.

Chorus2
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Boy, how you dream so big;
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When you hardly sleep at all?
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Boy, how you dream so big;
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When you hardly sleep at all?
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Boy, how you dream so big;
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When those eyelids rarely shut?

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And I don’t know, my friend
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But I don’t really give a