| Song | In My Waking Life |
| Artist | Saves the Day |
| Album | In Reverie |
| 作曲 : Conley, Saves The Day | |
| I'm never in my waking life | |
| Dreaming is my all the time | |
| Whether, it's the weather | |
| Or my mind its all too much | |
| Callin' in the fridged wind | |
| A whisper is my dearest friend | |
| Leading me along | |
| A lily laden twisting trail | |
| Where we go | |
| We'll tomorrow know | |
| Into the past | |
| And empty alleys we proceed | |
| I'm never in my waking life | |
| Dreaming is my all the time | |
| Whether, it's the weather | |
| Or my mind it's all too much | |
| Crawlin' on the cloudy streets | |
| Streamin' with a billion feet | |
| Thumb a little long | |
| Into the dark and dismal day | |
| Where we go | |
| We'll tomorrow know | |
| Into the past | |
| And empty alleys we proceed | |
| Forever winding our way | |
| Weary without sleep | |
| Forever winding our way | |
| Weary without sleep, oh oh oh | |
| I'm never in my waking life | |
| Dreaming is my all the time | |
| Whether, it's the weather | |
| Or my mind its all too much | |
| Callin' in the fridged wind | |
| A whisper is my dearest friend | |
| Leading me along | |
| A lily laden twisting trail |
| zuò qǔ : Conley, Saves The Day | |
| I' m never in my waking life | |
| Dreaming is my all the time | |
| Whether, it' s the weather | |
| Or my mind its all too much | |
| Callin' in the fridged wind | |
| A whisper is my dearest friend | |
| Leading me along | |
| A lily laden twisting trail | |
| Where we go | |
| We' ll tomorrow know | |
| Into the past | |
| And empty alleys we proceed | |
| I' m never in my waking life | |
| Dreaming is my all the time | |
| Whether, it' s the weather | |
| Or my mind it' s all too much | |
| Crawlin' on the cloudy streets | |
| Streamin' with a billion feet | |
| Thumb a little long | |
| Into the dark and dismal day | |
| Where we go | |
| We' ll tomorrow know | |
| Into the past | |
| And empty alleys we proceed | |
| Forever winding our way | |
| Weary without sleep | |
| Forever winding our way | |
| Weary without sleep, oh oh oh | |
| I' m never in my waking life | |
| Dreaming is my all the time | |
| Whether, it' s the weather | |
| Or my mind its all too much | |
| Callin' in the fridged wind | |
| A whisper is my dearest friend | |
| Leading me along | |
| A lily laden twisting trail |