when you just can t sleep and you re sick of counting the sheep the sunlight in your head just won t let you put the days to bed pick a place to meet in pajamas and bare feet on a moonlit street move me to the rhythm of your heartbeat oh the places we could go chicago new york and toronto and if it starts to snow we can hop a train to mexico and we ll sleep on the beach with blankets made of leaves from palm trees and we ll say let s never leave and that s when i ll feel the sun creeping up on me i ll always wake up so confused each time i have that dream of you so if you dreamt of me too does that mean we dreamt the same dream 