DREAMING OF...
When the whistle blows and sleep is in my head
What will I be dreaming of?
When I pull the shades and you're not in my bed
What will I be dreaming of?
For you and I shared magical vibes
A kiss, a flame, a promise by the moon
And every storm ridden night
We held each other tight
Was that more than a passing train?
When you leave the Earth to find another skin
Who will you be dreaming of?
When the whistle blows and pages take the wind
What will you be dreaming of?
For you and I had four things in mind
A bell, a book, a candle and a ruse
So if the devil in our hearts should split this track in two
The past would be more than we had hoped for
Now the ride is through and only clouds remain
What will we be dreaming of?
What will we be dreaming of?
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DREAMING OF...
When the whistle blows and sleep is in my head
What will I be dreaming of?
When I pull the shades and you're not in my bed
What will I be dreaming of?
For you and I shared magical vibes
A kiss, a flame, a promise by the moon
And every storm ridden night
We held each other tight
Was that more than a passing train?
When you leave the Earth to find another skin
Who will you be dreaming of?
When the whistle blows and pages take the wind
What will you be dreaming of?
For you and I had four things in mind
A bell, a book, a candle and a ruse
So if the devil in our hearts should split this track in two
The past would be more than we had hoped for
Now the ride is through and only clouds remain
What will we be dreaming of?
What will we be dreaming of?
When the whistle blows and sleep is in my head
What will I be dreaming of?
When I pull the shades and you're not in my bed
What will I be dreaming of?
For you and I shared magical vibes
A kiss, a flame, a promise by the moon
And every storm ridden night
We held each other tight
Was that more than a passing train?
When you leave the Earth to find another skin
Who will you be dreaming of?
When the whistle blows and pages take the wind
What will you be dreaming of?
For you and I had four things in mind
A bell, a book, a candle and a ruse
So if the devil in our hearts should split this track in two
The past would be more than we had hoped for
Now the ride is through and only clouds remain
What will we be dreaming of?
What will we be dreaming of?
Writer: John Tabacco
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