I had a dream of Jacqueline   The tragic morning kind   She was so fair   I was her man   Now I truly wake to find   That waking up to those brown eyes   At stunning second home by a lake   Was the product of stolen snapshots and   You know, sleeping's a mistake      I had a dream   My brother Ryan   He floated down   Oh, from a cloud as I cried over you   As I cried over you   He's dressed in a white suit   My brother's so smart   My brother's so sharp, he says   He says - "You know you're a grown man,   Now you can do just what you want."   And I really believed him   But now I'm slowly waking up   Asleep it seemed much easier   Now I can barely face the day   So what's the point of sleeping   If you're more tired when you wake?   So I say sleeping's a mistake      Sleeping's a mistake   Sleeping's a mistake   Sleeping's a mistake      Sleeping's a mistake   Sleeping's a mistake   Sleeping's a mistake      I can't take the starting over   Over, over, over, over   I can't take, I can't take starting over      I don't like the starting over   Over, over, over, over   I don't like, I don't like starting over again