Dan Whitehouse a dream that s floating out to sea

Where d'you think you're going?
(You're not)
Who d'you think you're fooling?
(You're not)
Where d'you think you're living?
I tell myself to move along,
there's nothing left all hope is gone.
I scream until my shadow bleeds,
but I do not take heed.
You're staring back at me,
waiting on a dream that's floating out to sea.