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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
Chorus:
Dreaming, dreaming is free.
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
Beat feet, walking a two-mile,
Meet me, 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, woo, 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.
Dreaming, dreaming is free.
Dreaming, dreaming is free.
Dreaming is free