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Jack Symes
Jack Symes
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Jack Symes
Jack Symes
Songwriter
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Jack Symes
Jack Symes
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Lyrics

I woke up today in the middle of the afternoon
My colors muted, they're closer to black than blue
Out loud I said "holy moly, what's your name?"
And the lady just fades to black
It's the goddamn ghost again
Don't remember your hair
Or the color of your eyes
I wrote this down
Hours later cause
Yeah my hands were tired
Oh, today's felt like forever
At least to me
I can't wait to get back in bed
Just to have you haunt my dreams
Last night was a great one honey
Thanks to you
We were sailing above San Francisco
On a glass roof
Look down on all the little dream people
That's what she said
But when I looked on down I saw a million you's instead
Let you into my big dream mansion in the Ireland hills
Sandals and green sundress on even though
It was cloudy as hell
Oh, can i get you a drink my lady
A coffee or tea?
You just asked me for a beer
Holy shit, marry me
Marry me, oh
Dream lady
Marry me, dream lady
If you could marry a dream
You know i'd give you a ring
But lady
Our greatest creation, is one I cannot claim
I'm sure men have loved you before
But I hope this ain't the same
A dream lady, a dream-dream lady
I'll do whatever you want
To wake up tomorrow to pass you on the sidewalk
Written by: Jack Symes
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