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You should have seen Tuesday's dream, dancing in my head, for you'd have heard a thousand words that nobody had said. And you'd have watched me try to run where dreams have never strayed; heard my cries because I knew I really was afraid.

Dreams, dreams I'll never keep. My body rests but my eyes refuse to sleep. Sights and sounds my mind created; far beyond the thoughts of which we speak.

And then we danced on silver wings, upon a gilded thread; and heard the song the angel sings to bless my lowered head. And at the door of paradise my best laid plan begun, but as I turned to reach for you my coloured night it was gone.

Dreams, dreams I'll never keep. My body rests but my eyes refuse to sleep. Sights and sounds my mind created; far beyond the thoughts of which we speak.

And then we danced on silver wings upon a gilded thread; I heard the song the angels sings to bless my lowered head. I'm at the door of paradise my best laid plan begun, but as I turned to reach for you my coloured night it was gone

Dreams, dreams I'll never keep. My body rests but my eyes refuse to sleep. Sights and sounds my mind created; far beyond the thoughts of which we speak.