(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler)
(from the album "InFormation", 1995)
She was just my teenage dream with a face like an angel
And when she walked on by and looked at me
I couldn't say anything
In my dreams I think of her and my heart burns like fire
I make everything that she prefers
Just for her desire
And my heart burns like fire
And I burn for her desire
Why can't I tell you
All the things that I dream of, baby
Why can't I tell you
All these things in a real world, baby
I don't want to be a d
Aydreamer
I don't want to be a daydreamer
Now she stands beside me and she looks like an angel
She says: "I want you to show me
All the things that you dream of"
We take the last train home and my heart burns like fire
I make everything that she prefers
Just for her desire
And my heart burns like fire
And I burn for her desire
Chorus