I'm a stranger on this way
Yet I come here once a year
And it starts to get romantic
'Cause no one's ever there
And with the thought
That I could find him there
Makes it a place for dreaming
The dream gets clear
Maybe it was the sunrise that said, "Come up as a metaphor"
If you woke me for your breezes
I've underrated you before
And with a feeling that I might meet him there
Makes it a place for dreaming
The dream gets clear
Makes it a place for dreaming
The dream gets clear
The ground's too hard to suit you
Still I want you to lay down
Time went so differently, I was under the sun
And with a vision of seeing him there
Makes it a place for dreaming
And the dream gets clear
I left at noon
With new notes in my ears
Whatever you were playing
I know that it was rare
And with the sound of hearing him there
Made it a place for dreaming
And the dream was clear |