My teacher thinks I'm listening But I'm dreaming of the sun burning my back, And the moon freezing my front while I walk in the middle of time. She thinks I'm listening, But I'm dreaming of the end of the Universe, Collapsing on me making me the Universe. My teacher thinks I'm listening, But I'm dreaming of being the Engineer of the Future, So I can make any type of machine. She thinks I'm from Finland, But actually I'm ancient Egyptian.
My teacher thinks I’m listening,
But I’m dreaming of the sun burning my back,
And the moon freezing my front while I walk in the middle of time.
She thinks I’m listening,
But I’m dreaming of the end of the Universe,
Collapsing on me making me the Universe.
My teacher thinks I’m listening,
But I’m dreaming of being the Engineer of the Future,
So I can make any type of machine.
She thinks I’m from Finland,
But actually I’m ancient Egyptian.
