(N. Walusko)            Say all the things you say, words get in the way      They don't start to explain, nothing is more strange      And not quite there, oh no            You wander through your whispered dreams      In wanderlust            See all the son's raise meat, sell it on the street      Fame, gold you shot in vain, poor man spared some change       That's not quite there, oh no.            He wanders through your whispered dreams      In wanderlust            Hey, trust no one today ,like the CIA, video delay      Of what's not there, oh yeah            They wander through your whispered dreams      In wanderlust      He wanders through your whispered dreams      In wanderlust      You wander through your whispered dreams      In wanderlust