Text: Smashing Pumpkins. Dreaming.

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutant
You asked me what's my pleasure
A movie or a measure?
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my

Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

I don't want to live on charity
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by we just keep on dreaming

Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met him, I'll never forget him

Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away, radiate

I sit by and watch the river flow
I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own
Something you can have and hold
I'd build a road in gold just to have some

Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free