The Dream
BOB OLDREIVE
Hey, driver, let me feel the wind again
Wont you roll your wheels and try to catch the sun
By twelve oclock the Texas skies
can burn the haze off my eyes
Tomorrow with a thousand miles behind
Where the cactus stretch their arms up in the sky
Then well play that desert town where the girls still smile and the world is still round
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I cant change a thing when the rollin life is in my veins
Sometimes it hurts me so, my baby says she has to go
She says Im a dreamer and shes awoken from the dream