I've dreamed, dreamed of stormy weather
To find you right here beside my arms
I've dreamed, dreamed of little children
Which, would always bring out your smile
But I can't sleep at nights
Cause of her rectitude
She always screams that same old tune
The notes get higher with her demands
She screams with her horns out
Money, that's old to decide
So you better hide
Her horns are burning inferno
Her teeth are leaving the holes on
My face, my heart, my soul
My face, my heart, my soul
My face, my heart, my soul!
I've dreamed, dreamed of little caffees
Where we'd alwas walk to, laugh, smoke and talk
I've dreamed, dreamed of little kisses
That you'll leave on me no matter where we are
I've dreamed, dreamed of my salvation
Hoping that your love will soon appear
I've hoped, hoped that you'd remember
That I was there when you were down, down, down, down
Money, that's old to decide
So you better hide
Her horns are burning inferno
Her teeth are leaving the holes on
My face, my heart, my soul
My face, my heart, my soul
My face, my heart, my soul!
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