Não me apetece

I don't wanna go to work or stay home,
I don't wanna talk or listen,
I don't wanna fly back or stay here,
I don't wanna think or feel or live...
but I don't know how to switch off the heart or the brain.

I'm not sure I want of the things I always fought for,
maybe I've just been stubborn all along and lost track of thing I really wanted.
Or maybe all I really ever wanted was you...

I just wanna sleep through all of this,
have some holidays from myself, from my life,
and maybe if I'm lucky I'll get a chance to dream.