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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?
Reel to reel 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
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 you can have and hold
I'd build a road in gold just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is free
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