Blondie
Blondie - Dreaming lyrics
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When I met you in the restaurant You could tell I was no debutante You asked me what`s my pleasure; "A movie or a measure"? I`ll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming Dreaming is free I don`t want to live on charity Pleasure`s real or is it fantasy? Real to real is living rarity People stop and stare at me we just walk on by We just keep on dreaming Feet, feet, walking a two mile Mee,t meet, meet me at the turnstile I never met him I`ll never forget him Dream, dream, even for a little while Dream, dream, filling up an idle hour Fade away radiate I sit by and watch the river flow I sit by and watch the traffic go Imagine something of your very own; something you can have and hold I`d build a road in gold just to have some dreaming Dreaming is free