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The Box - My Dreams of You (Extended Mix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Box
The Box
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guy Abrassart
Guy Abrassart
Composer
Jean Pierre Louis Joseph Brie
Jean Pierre Louis Joseph Brie
Composer
Guy Pisapia
Guy Pisapia
Composer
Luc Papineau
Luc Papineau
Composer
Jean Marc Pisapia
Jean Marc Pisapia
Composer

Lyrics

All the time!
You know it really, really doesn't take me long
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
To be friends with someone just like you
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
There are things, little things I'd like to hear
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
Little things that you said and did so well
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
So is it the real you I love, or am I fooled with what I see?
Should I try to make it fit, or should I just leave it be?
Oh, whoa!
My dreams of you
All the time, all the time, all the time
There's nothing I can do
For your image is left printed in my head
This image of you
All day long, all day long, all day long
So is it the real you I love?
Or am I fooled again, with what I see?
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
My dreams of you
All the time, all the time, all the time
There's nothing I can do
For your image is left printed in my head
This image of you
All day long, all day long, all day long
So is it the real you I love?
Or am I fooled again, with what I see?
How I wished you are here again
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
By my side, for another day or two
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
I would abandon my spirit to your charms
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
Even though I feel that I know nothing else of you
Lee dee dee, lee dee dee, lee dee dee
So is it the real you I love, or am I fooled with what I see?
Should I try to make it fit, or should I just leave it be?
Oh, whoa!
My dreams of you
All the time, all the time, all the time
There's nothing I can do
For your image is left printed in my head (very hard!)
This image of you
All day long, all day long, all day long
So is it the real you I love?
Or am I fooled again, with what I see?
Written by: Guy Abrassart, Guy Pisapia, Jean Marc Pisapia, Jean Pierre Louis Joseph Brie, Luc Papineau
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