Dreamer

Dreamer, where do you go
When the far away look comes down?
When you think that there's no-one else around,
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
Where do you go?

You're searching for something
To make you smile again.
To make the nightmares seem less real
And to change the way you feel.

So, Dreamer, where do you go
When the far away mist comes down?
When you think that there's no-one else around,
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
I want to know.

To Paris apparently; well, in the case of this prima ballerina, anyway.

Tonight's blip is for Rae. The sky's the limit for you, Rae. You'll bounce back from this. X

~Barking~