Текст песни Wake - Daddy Was a Milkman

We are here, though we′re not
It's like spring, the first of March

Sleeping mind, wake it up
Sleeping mind, wake it up

What is real, all alive
Will the sun rise through the clouds?
We are tired, or it′s gone

Sleeping mind, all alone

We are here, though we're not
It's like spring, the first of March

Sleeping mind, wake it up
Sleeping mind, wake it up