In My Dreams — текст песни (Crosby, Stills, Nash (and Young))

Words & Music - David Crosby
copyright 1977, Staysail Music, ASCAP.


Look at those dancers gliding around.
Seems as is their feet
Don`t hardly touch the ground.

Look at them smiling
Like they knew one another
And they never would come down.
Turn around, and hold me.
I`d like to see your face alone.
I`m hoping there`s someone home.

I`d like to meet you, who do you see?
Introduce yourself to whichever of me is nearby.

Close behind your eyes you`re laughing at me,
And I`m stuck with no instructions that I can see
To steer by.

Stick around, it`s tricky ground.
I`d like to see your face alone.
I`m hoping there`s someone home.

Two or three people fading in and out,
Like a radio station that I`m thinking about
But I can`t hear.

Who gets breakfast? Who gets the lunch?
Who gets to be the boss of this bunch?
Who will steer?

Turning, turning, to see your face alone.
I`m hoping there`s someone home.

Dream, do you dream,
Dreaming, do you?

In my dreams I can see I can.
I can see a love that could be.


Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
David Crosby - Acoustic Guitar
Stephen Stills - Acoustic Guitar
Russ Kunkel - Drums
Joe Vitale - Vibes