I was dreaming of a car A swedish station wagon I'd fill it with my friends and guitars We'd drive off into the woods And we'd sing away the feeling of insects drinking all our blood And the night would never end When I bury all my dreams, you'll be dancing on the grave I was dreaming of a house With a dirty couch in the yard A drum kit in the kitchen We would share the rent And take turns buying coffee The fun would never end When I bury all my dreams, you'll be dancing on the grave I see it on your frown The disbelief I see it on your frown How can I dream When I've got a life to lead? Am I naive or do I pretend? And why does it take so long Why does it take so long Why does it take so long for this to end?