Текст песне : John Wesley Harding. Millionaire's Dream.
I'm a quiet guy, lead a quiet life
Got a quiet way and a quiet wife
I don't say so much, if there's nothing to say
I just watch the silence blow the day away
I put the TV on but there's nothing to see
Just people talking endlessly
About things to buy, more shows to see
Might mean something to someone, means nothing to me
And when I go to bed, then I sing to her
And I go to sleep, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming
Walk down the street, wish I'd stayed in
I shoulda taken the car out for a spin
People ask for money, I say I'm sorry for you
I'm in debt for life, I should be begging too
And when I go to bed then I sing to her
And I go to sleep, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Had a dream that I was dreaming
I woke up with a start
A millionaire with a broken heart, not me
So I don't want nothing and I don't need much
'Cause I'm a millionaire with a Midas touch
The bank, God and tomorrow lay siege my home
And I wish they'd just leave us alone
And when I go to bed, then I sing to her
And I go to sleep, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Yes, I dream, yes, I dream
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Got a quiet way and a quiet wife
I don't say so much, if there's nothing to say
I just watch the silence blow the day away
I put the TV on but there's nothing to see
Just people talking endlessly
About things to buy, more shows to see
Might mean something to someone, means nothing to me
And when I go to bed, then I sing to her
And I go to sleep, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming
Walk down the street, wish I'd stayed in
I shoulda taken the car out for a spin
People ask for money, I say I'm sorry for you
I'm in debt for life, I should be begging too
And when I go to bed then I sing to her
And I go to sleep, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Had a dream that I was dreaming
I woke up with a start
A millionaire with a broken heart, not me
So I don't want nothing and I don't need much
'Cause I'm a millionaire with a Midas touch
The bank, God and tomorrow lay siege my home
And I wish they'd just leave us alone
And when I go to bed, then I sing to her
And I go to sleep, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Yes, I dream, yes, I dream
Dream of dreaming, dream of dreaming
Harding John Wesley