I sat with the music rushing round
I thought of her
Actions, I could not picture
Words, I could not pretend to hear
I could only picture Theresa dreaming
Theresa Dreaming
I've been dreaming of a girl who dreams of something else
I sat with the words bouncing over
I thought of her
What she dreams of, I do no know
And what I dream of I cannot show
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