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THOMPSON, Richard


I Still Dream


It was cruel of you to stand at my door and take my hand

Like a drowning man I clung to my defenses

And ten years is a time but your looks, love, it's a crime

And I lost my tongue in the tangle of my senses

And I never was to know that I'd come to miss you so

But time winds down and I turned my back long ago


But I still dream, oh darling I still dream

Oh I still dream, oh Lord knows I still dream


On the killing floor I stand with a stun gun in my hand

Like a cowboy shooting badmen on the range

And nothing satisfies and the soul inside me dies

As I duck each punch and never risk the change

And now you look at me with that same old used-to-be

Oh but time winds down and I turned my back long ago


But I still dream, oh darling I still dream


Ah but now you look at me with that same old used-to-be

But time winds down and I turned my back long ago


But I still dream, oh darling, darling I still dream

I still dream, oh Lord knows, Lord knows I still dream

Oh I still dream, oh darling, darling, darling I still dream