It’s a bitter world and I’d rather dream.

I need a little more thunder, a little more lightening. 

Next time I’ll be braver, I’ll be my own savior, When the thunder calls for me.

And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack. All around the world was waking, I never could go back. Cause all the walls of dreaming, they were torn right open, And finally it seemed that the spell was broken

And I could hear the thunder and see the lightening crack. All around the world was waking, and I never could go back. Cause all the walls of dreaming, they were torn right open. And finally it seemed like the spell was broken.