| The devil’s in the dreaming
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| He tells you I’m not sleeping
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| In my hotel room alone
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| With nothing to believe in
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| You dive into the traffic rising up
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| And it’s so quiet
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| You’re surprised and then you wake
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| For all the things you’re losing
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| You might as well resign yourself to try and make a change
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| And I’m going down to Hollywood
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| They’re going to make a movie from the things
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| That they find crawling 'round my brain
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| I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me
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| And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep
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| I wish for all the world that I could say
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| «Hey, Elisabeth, you know I’m doing alright these days»
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| The devil’s in the dreaming
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| You see yourself descending from a building to the ground
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| You watch the sky receding
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| You spin to see the traffic rising up
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| And it’s so quiet
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| You’re surprised
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| And then you wake
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| For all the things I’m losing
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| I might as well resign myself to try and make a change
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| But I’m going down to Hollywood
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| They’re going to make a movie from the things
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| That they find crawling 'round my brain
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| I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me
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| And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep
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| I wish for all the world that I could say
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| «Hey, Elisabeth, you know I’m doing alright these days»
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| In one of these dreams
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| You forgive me
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| It makes me think of bad the decisions that keep you at home
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| How could anyone else have changed?
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| All these wrong conclusions that leave you alone
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| How could everyone rearrange?
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| How could everyone else have changed?
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| What I see
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| I believe
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| For all the things I’m losing
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| I might as well resign myself to try and make a change
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| Well, I’m going down to Hollywood
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| They’re going to make a movie from the things
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| That they find crawling 'round my brain
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| I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me
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| And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep
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| I wish for all the world that I could say
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| «Hey, Elisabeth, you know I’m doing alright these days»
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| But I can’t sleep at night |