Dolores Dream

The white, electric skillet of a day
Threatened to sear us all away
Fat frying, spluttering
Rank Chicago smeltering along
Smothered in heavy, wooly sweat
The city knew a sad regret
For staying long in summer's heavy

No escape, Delirious
So I went subterraneous
Maybe I'd dream about Dolores
Kind of auburn hair



Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Shorter, Kurt Elling
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link