sábado, novembro 05, 2005

Dream about Me

"Babe, ooh dream about me
Lie, on the phone to me
Tell me no truth, if it is bad
There's enough in my life
To make me so sad

Just dream about-
Colour fills our lives
Just dream about-
Someone else tonight

And babe, ooh dream about me
On the phone, talking quietly
I want to be yours
I want you be mine
Against red skies, through all time

So dream about, us
When we're old
Just dream about-
How I will let go

and...

hand...

And babe, ooh dream about me
Lie, on the phone to me
Tell me no truth, if it is bad
There's enough in my life
To make me so sad

Just dream about-
Colour fills our lives

Just dream about-
Someone else tonight

Just dream about-
Colour fills our song

Just dream about-
How I will let go..."
Moby, Dream About Me

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