we don't need this place

i had a dream the other night
that we talked
we talked about leaving this town
i swear it was a good dream,
i swear.
"this city doesn't need us," you said
"you're right, this city doesn't need us," i said
i had a dream the other night
about us leaving
about us screaming at the top of our lungs
as we stood on the cracks of the sidewalk
"we don't need this place!"
the empty street stared and pointed at us
because we know
we know, we know
that we're crazy
but i had a dream the other night
and it reminded me that
perfect is here
even when we aren't needed
but i had a dream the other night.