Dreams In Celluloid

(álbum: Dali's Picture - 1993)

One cold damp evening the world stood still
I watched as it held its breath
A silhouette I thought I knew
Came through someone spoke to me
Whispered in my ear, "this fantasy's for you
And everyone that's here"

The whole world flashed before my eyes
I thought what they say is true
I shed my skin, and my disguise
Then cold on the naked eye
Emerged from my cocoon
And love's Clair de Lune played softly in my head

I envied you, immortalized
Up there on that silver screen
Your presence there night after night
For me and for others too
Was of the endless night
We dream in celluloid and everything's alright

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I realise a miracle
Is due
I dedicate this melody
To you
I realize a miracle
Is due
I dedicate this melody
To you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air

I realise a miracle
Is due
I dedicate this melody
To you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air