Dreaming
Bruno Coulais
Sailing thunder, misty morning
Speaking, telling, singing strange story
Listen to my messenger
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world
Dreaming, freezing, (such festive) turning upside down the world
Freezing, drawing (like a jester) dream as the story turns
Anyday, anyway, I might come to you
You know I love you, so you love me too
Every every star now looks us anyone and more
Any any stories as told raindrops on the floor
Someone knows all better than you. Don't go through the door
