Childhood Dreams

Album: Folklore (2003)
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  • I can't believe you need me
    I never thought I would be needed for anything
    I can't believe my shoulders would carry such important weight
    As your head and your tears
    I can't believe you chose me, in all my fragility, me
    It hurts so much when i love you, it makes me cry
    Every time

    You, you are, oh you are
    The little boy made for me in the stars
    In the stars, that's why I can't let you go
    The little boy made for me in the stars
    That's why I love you more the further I go
    And before this existence you were always there
    Waiting for me
    You are, you are the realest thing I know
    Hands down
    The realest thing I know

    I am not used to being carried
    Or being able to carry a pretty song
    I have been bruised by my many trails
    Sometimes my skin's so thick it's frail
    I just need to be ignored 'til I wake up to the beauty that is yours
    And it all comes to life so, so suddenly
    This is a place so deep, the water's so deep I hesitate, cause
    All the energy it takes to feel this power
    I tend to run, I tend to hide, 'til I find you and I know I got you
    I know, I know, I know

    You're the little boy made for me in the stars
    In the stars, that's why I can't let you go
    The little boy made for me in the stars
    That's why I love you more the further I go
    And before this existence you were always here
    Inside of me
    You are, you are the realest thing I know
    Hands down...the realest thing I know

    I'm sliding on the rainbows of my childhood dreams
    I'm sliding on the rainbows of my childhood dreams

    When you carry me, when you carry me, when you carry me
    It's so happy

    I'm sliding on the rainbows of my childhood dreams
    I'm sliding on the rainbows of my childhood dreams Writer/s: BRIAN WEST, GERALD EATON, NELLY FURTADO
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Theresa from Murfreesboro, TnThis song is very personal. Nelly sounds like Janet Jackson vocally - it's weird.
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