I can't have you (babe I believe ya) I really love a-you (love you) An-a babe you love me, too (me too) So darling, believe in me (in me) For my love
dreams Wishful thinking Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me good Wishful thinking Let's go Dream, wishful thinking Give it to me
the world It goes something like this Johnny and Jenny had a crazy dream To see their pictures in a magazine Every little boy needs a girl Pop goes
'll never never catch them crying! By daytime they're receptionists Accountant girls so clean Late at night they hit the streets Soldiers with a dream
a little bit of all that inside of me and you Thank God, even crazy dreams come true Thank God, even crazy dreams come true
a small brown house, in suburban street, with a skateboard and my shit guitar, i'd dream all day that they would get me far, my dad would ask me about
my face and my cape Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape Sold my guitar to the bakers son For a few crumbs and a place to hide
to me You wanna see, me cry You see! ooh! It's in the wind You're leavin' me, again Ooo, feel a heavy feelin' (In the wind) You're leavin' me, again Po' me
tell me Honey I'm feelin' somethin' there Don't care if Bobby never reads a line Chorus Then late one summer evening she called me to her side Saying sing me
thought I'd make it just from playin' my guitar Just a little smile always shelters me from pain Every time I start to slide, I wish upon a star The
house with me? i'll make you a cppa tea no there's no-one there it's all right there all gone off tonight to a social in castlebar d'ya wanna here my guitar
soft porn Dream of californication Dream of californication Marry me girl be my fairy to the world Be my very own constellation A teenage bride with a
dream a little dreams as years go by Now and then there's a fool such as I Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you You taught me how to love
sin slips through Close your eyes and dream real steady Maybe just a little will spill on you The dark don't lie And dreams come true Could be a few
a burst of song and a simple repast Guitars can't help but sing Can't help but ring A tiny little flute is whistling in the lips Of a stranger on the
I, we're gonna leave this little town Find a bigger city, go and settle down Finally have the chance to see our dreams Come springing into life You sold your guitar
speak to me I pawned my grandpa's old guitar in collage For a case of beer and a tank of gasoline I took a swing at my old man one Christmas I never dreamed
I could maybe make a million dollars chockin' in a tie But then I'd have to live with my regret And I know God didn't give me all these dreams to let