Strange streets, strange city

It's strange
Always the same dream
Strange city, no money
Who can I trust

I run frantically
Through the streets
Ask the people
What would you advise me to do

Yes, where do you want to go
The people ask
“I want to go home”
I don't know my way around here

Am I awake
I ask myself questions
What, what, what
Is this dream trying to tell me

[chorus]
There are
Many autistic people out there
Maybe they know something
Please, no Freud lists

Am I awake
I ask myself questions
What, what, what
Is this dream trying to tell me