Текст песни Crosby, Stills, Nash (and Young) - In My Dreams
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Words & Music - David Crosbycopyright 1977, Staysail Music, ASCAP.Look at those dancers gliding around.Seems as is their feetDon`t hardly touch the ground.Look at them smilingLike they knew one anotherAnd 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 seeTo 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 aboutBut 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 - VocalsDavid Crosby - Acoustic GuitarStephen Stills - Acoustic GuitarRuss Kunkel - DrumsJoe Vitale - Vibes