Dreaming
Mostly I'm just following my feet, I don't plan a lot
I like surprises in my day.
And I don't mind sitting all alone,
Gives me time to think, to dream of houses in the trees.
Dreaming, I see bridges spanning spaces between red oak trees
Connecting houses in the leaves
Someday my room will rock and shiver with the wind
One day I'll eat my dinner in a tree
For the dream to live there comes a time when you have to work
Time to roll the sleeves up on your shirt
And sometimes if you think of what's involved, it can hurt your head
A labor of love can be the hardest labor
Dreaming, building bridges spanning spaces between red oak trees
Connecting houses in the leaves
Someday my room will rock and shiver with the wind
One day I'll write my songs up in a tree
If you find me following my feet far out on a limb
Forgetting things I should have known
You can laugh but don't be surprised by that blank stare in my eyes
I'm just making plans for my new home
Dreaming, I see bridges spanning spaces between red oak trees
Connecting houses in the leaves
Someday my room will rock and shiver with the wind
One day I'll eat my pie up in the sky
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
I like surprises in my day.
And I don't mind sitting all alone,
Gives me time to think, to dream of houses in the trees.
Dreaming, I see bridges spanning spaces between red oak trees
Connecting houses in the leaves
Someday my room will rock and shiver with the wind
One day I'll eat my dinner in a tree
For the dream to live there comes a time when you have to work
Time to roll the sleeves up on your shirt
And sometimes if you think of what's involved, it can hurt your head
A labor of love can be the hardest labor
Dreaming, building bridges spanning spaces between red oak trees
Connecting houses in the leaves
Someday my room will rock and shiver with the wind
One day I'll write my songs up in a tree
If you find me following my feet far out on a limb
Forgetting things I should have known
You can laugh but don't be surprised by that blank stare in my eyes
I'm just making plans for my new home
Dreaming, I see bridges spanning spaces between red oak trees
Connecting houses in the leaves
Someday my room will rock and shiver with the wind
One day I'll eat my pie up in the sky
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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Writer(s): Ezra Idlet, Keith Grimwood
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