 You say you're moved by anything
A child smiling to the mist of dawn
And you say your dreams are a little
thing
You find'em turned into paper in the
morning
Between the boredom and the magic
of a dull day
During a lonely nightwalk
Going through the difficulties of
people who smile and cry
There are people like you who skim
divinity
They'll tell you you're not the same
Cause they can't recognize you
They'll tell you you're not as sweet
as you used to be
Cause love knows how to hide
But you...
Talk dream dance
Keep on singing
Give your love non-stop
And write it while you believe it
It's one-hundred and eleven
kilos of fantasy
And you say that, that song of mine
moves you
The one dealing with sex and love
In its 4 minutes you listen and open
your heart
And you dream about feeling normal,
you too
Between the red lights and the smog
of a grey day
Your breakfast at the bar,
absentminded and lonely
You listen to the encoded messages
in your heart one morning
On the underground rails of city
angels
They'll tell you you're not the same
Cause they can't recognize you
And they'll tell you you're not as
sweet as you used to be
Cause love knows how to hide
But you...
Talk dream dance
Keep on singing
Give your love non-stop
And write it while you believe it
It's one-hundred and eleven
kilos of fantasy
Cause if an individual can let you
appear as a saint
Tell him you always want to remain a
cat
And TV is everybody's empty drink
Go your own way
If others look at your face
suspiciously
It's because they don't know much
about respect
And they all wish to see you rolling
Let them talk...
Let them talk...
They'll tell you you're not the same
Cause they can't recognize you
And they'll tell you you're not as
sweet as you used to be
Cause love knows how to hide
But you...
Talk dream dance
Keep on singing
Give your love non-stop
And write it while you believe it
It's one-hundred and eleven
kilos of fantasy
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