#1090 Thousand Dreams

I had just stepped out of my high school shoes
wondering what a guy like me is suppose to do
When the hustle and the bustle of the status quo
all the beggars seem to knock at my door.All I can see
is needing for, hey you know him
his name is 'Matsumoto' and he's jamming on the guitar.
Where do we go
ONE-O-NINE-O
We have to go
ONE-O-NINE-O
I, a slave to the world such a tiresome trick
hanging it at the guitar shop
seem to lick the quick
And maybe half of the world would like to be in my place
surrounded by guitars
I'm in this inner space.And to be a star that wouldn't be so bad
Well a spoon full of that
if even only I had to make a single impression
Where do we go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
We have to go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
Where do we go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
We have to go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
I'm every place until it comes back around
When we rock in the place
now which will you choose？
But if you're like me
all you have to do is raise your guitar 1090 to the sky
Where do we go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
We have to go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
Where do we go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
We have to go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
Where do we go
ONE-O-NINE-O.
We have to go
ONE-O-NINE-O