Текст Imelda May – Dreaming

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 don’t want to live on charity
Pleasure’s real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by
we just keep on dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet 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 we can have and hold
I’d build a road in gold just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free