I was walking down
a sunny street in town
in a dream
she was standing
in the shadow of a tree
in a dream
in my dream

she invited me
inside her house to see
the walls were black
black and white
just like a woodcut
printed down
in a dream
in my dream

and the wheel is turning
and the wheel is burning
and the wheel sung
o e o e o e o e

on the table was a box of mica
where I could see through
she said 'ruby'
I said 'red'
to me it looks like honey dew
like your skin too


(c) tekst en muziek: Henk Hofstede - Rob Kloet - Robert Jan Stips