In My Wildest Dreams

(альбом: You've Got To Stand For Something - 1991)

I've built a million raving beauties out of pure make-believe
Hoping my imagination might run away with me
Thought I'd pictured every vision that a man could dream about
'Til you walked through those swinging doors
And stepped down off that cloud

What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walking, talking, loving fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams

I thought I'd died and went to heaven when you sat down next to me
Lord, and I said to myself this is too good to believe
You look like you belong in a Sunday school choir
Instead of in this honky tonk setting me on fire

What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walking, talking, loving fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams

Are you just wishful thinking, a figment of my mind
I'll worry about that tomorrow, right now it's closing time

What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walking, talking, loving fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams