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Testo Dreams - Sonny Wilson

Testo della canzone Dreams (Sonny Wilson), tratta dall'album Dreams

Won't you sing us a song?

We all know you're the man

I really like what you do

You can call me a fan

I am a musician too

I play guitar in a band

I used to be on the road

But now a family man

Anyway, I'd save three weeks of my pay

To come here today

I had to see you guys play

I listen to you all day

It makes my wife go insane

She's not into your music

And she hates that I play it

What was I saying?

I am waiting for the days that you guys make it

Keep on giving what you got

And keep on doing what it takes

It's not always easy

My regards to your team

Maybe I get mine up

But you should follow your dreams

Your dreams, your dreams, your dreams, your dreams

Dreams, dreams

I did not follow mine

Now I keep thinking all the time

What if, what if I followed my dreams?

What if I, what if I, what if I followed?

Girl, where did it all, did it all, all go wrong?

I was getting care, getting hugs, getting love

I was seeing sexy eyes when I was getting up

Getting off before letting coffee in my cup

You gave me all, but I just had to snatch you up

With other girls, and well, did it fuck up the trust?

In me and what we could've been

And now some friends are telling me

They seen you walking down the street

With a guy that isn't me

Looking like you found your dream after several weeks

And they don't involve me

Only now do I see you were the dream

The dream, dream

And I did not follow mine

I keep thinking all the time

What if, what if I followed my dreams?

My dreams, yeah, yeah, yeah

I did not, I did not, I did not, I did not

I did not, I did not, I did not give up the dream

I did not, I did not, I did not follow my heart

I am a mother of three

Who lives for the family

As I always did, clean and look out for the kids

Helping them out with whatever they need

As long as they be better off than me

I saw that as my dream

And yeah, I gave things up

But it was all for love

I cleaned shit up and cooked with pans and pots

But now the kids grown up

And they don't show up that often

I feel forgotten sometimes

I'm trying to get by

But I just cry

Since my husband died, we were a team

But at least our kids, they're living their dreams

I helped my kids fulfill theirs, but what about my dreams?

What about, what about, what about

What about my dreams?

Oh my Lord

I did not, did not follow mine

Now I keep thinking all the time

Why, why didn't I, didn't I follow my dream?

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Writer(s): Sonny Wilson, Hans Verweij
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