| Song | Which Dream Came True |
| Artist | Band of Susans |
| Album | Love Agenda |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Poss | |
| It's another prayer to the patron saint of lost causes | |
| Haitmail written but never sent | |
| She had a voice like a paper cut | |
| But no one else will do | |
| She had a mind that could suck out the poison | |
| It's a gift I never learned how to use | |
| So I drink in the stale air around me | |
| The same old story they're always telling me | |
| Your dream came true | |
| From a thousand million miles away at the edge of space | |
| The voice that makes me sick whispers in my ear again | |
| I strain to hear but my hearing's blurred | |
| A pounding in my heart | |
| A ringing in my head | |
| And I wake up alone | |
| I look around the room | |
| And somehow I've known all along | |
| Which dream came true |
| zuo ci : Poss | |
| It' s another prayer to the patron saint of lost causes | |
| Haitmail written but never sent | |
| She had a voice like a paper cut | |
| But no one else will do | |
| She had a mind that could suck out the poison | |
| It' s a gift I never learned how to use | |
| So I drink in the stale air around me | |
| The same old story they' re always telling me | |
| Your dream came true | |
| From a thousand million miles away at the edge of space | |
| The voice that makes me sick whispers in my ear again | |
| I strain to hear but my hearing' s blurred | |
| A pounding in my heart | |
| A ringing in my head | |
| And I wake up alone | |
| I look around the room | |
| And somehow I' ve known all along | |
| Which dream came true |
| zuò cí : Poss | |
| It' s another prayer to the patron saint of lost causes | |
| Haitmail written but never sent | |
| She had a voice like a paper cut | |
| But no one else will do | |
| She had a mind that could suck out the poison | |
| It' s a gift I never learned how to use | |
| So I drink in the stale air around me | |
| The same old story they' re always telling me | |
| Your dream came true | |
| From a thousand million miles away at the edge of space | |
| The voice that makes me sick whispers in my ear again | |
| I strain to hear but my hearing' s blurred | |
| A pounding in my heart | |
| A ringing in my head | |
| And I wake up alone | |
| I look around the room | |
| And somehow I' ve known all along | |
| Which dream came true |