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This song was written about a Danish girl, living in London and was an undercover MI6 (no more, so..) and I was totally mesmerized by her character: She was a so-called Divorced child, or child of divorced parents with a ruling mother, and one day she took all the steps of the stair in one jump from second floor (quoted herself) when she heard her mother downstair talking necatively and condecening and belittling about her father, so she told her to fuck off, and stay there - she never saw her again. (1985....London)
IN MY DREAMS............:
It is late night in London
You are listening to my guitar
Shining from your pretty face
Good vibrations like a star
You look like a Michelangelo
Hours I could look at you
Your perfect feminine body
I will always have in view
You're in my dreams tonight
You're in my dreams always
In my dreams
You speak with the voice of love
Like a clarinet
In a Bach prelude
It makes me feel so calm
It makes me feel so good
My impression of you is right
Your personality tells me so
Your Nightingale-like sense of caring
Moves me deeply from head to toe
You're in my dreams to night.....etc.
You're in my dreams
You're in my dreams
You're in my dreams...... tonight
As the twilight fades away
And the evening ends the day
I'll then be on my way
To see you once again
To see you till the night is...;
Put to end
It excites me the way you move
You're like a gazelle in the field
You take the breath away from me
And make my heart beat like I feel
Now you're a part of my life
Now you're a part of my dreams
I see you wherever I go
I see you and I want you to know
You're in my dreams tonight
You're in my dreams..... always!
In my dreams…..