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I Dream Alone
(专辑: Get Lucky - 1990)
I
was born near the
factory, Where Henry wrote his name, Sometimes I
could hear the
whistle blow, My father pushed his headlights, Thru that northern English rain, He was proud of everything he drove. And mother's hair was fashioned, For that very special day, She cried on board the
liner, And tried to wave good-bye, Five weeks of remembering, those names we couldn't say, Staring at the
South Pacific sky. I
share my life with the
immigrants and the
ramblers, I
drink my wine with the
middlemen and the
gamblers, I
spend my time with schemers on the
phone, But when I
dream, I
dream alone, I
dream alone, I
dream alone, I
dream alone. As soon as we set foot on the
sunburnt land, The
mountains all around us ran with fire, My family knew right then that our best laid plans, Would have to reach a
lot higher. I
share my life with the
immigrants and the
ramblers, I
drink my wine with the
middlemen and the
gamblers, I
spend my time with schemers on the
phone, But when I
dream, I
dream alone, I
dream alone, I
dream alone, I
dream alone. Rows of simple houses, kids out on the
street, Windows all aglow from the
brand new TV sets, Screen door always slamming in that endless summer heat, My father working late to pay his debts, My father working late to pay hid debts. Now my little boy is safe in the
comfort of his bed, The
monster he invented we both chased into the
night, His puzzle lies in pieces by the
book that we just read, The
story of a
man who touched the
sky ... I
share my life with the
immigrants and the
ramblers, I
drink my wine with the
middlemen and the
gamblers, I
spend my time with schemers on the
phone, But when I
dream, I
dream alone ... I
share my life with the
immigrants and the
ramblers, I
drink my wine with the
middlemen and the
gamblers, I
spend my time with schemers on the
phone, But when I
dream, I
dream alone, I
dream alone, I
dream alone, I
dream alone.
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