Wanderer's Dream

Well I work and I slave

In this forsaken city

My mind it wanders

Like some fool Walter Mitty

To a warm desert night

Cool dusty trail

Beneath the pale moonlight

I think my sight fails

I see a vision of you alone on a hill

A begger before you

It's just a dream still

Just a wanderer's dream

A wanderer's dream

You're still many miles away

I get in my car

It seems to know where to go

I wish just once it'd take

Some old lost highway

Where the sun is setting on an endless day

I arrive every hour and say I'm here to stay

Then I take you in my arms and tell you

I'll never leave you

You say that you love me

And I almost believe you

In a Wanderer's Dream

A wanderer's dream

You're still many miles away

Why does love seem so real?

In dreams, dreams and memories

Why does love seem so real?

In a wanderer's dream

A wanderer's dream

A wanderer's dream

You're still many miles away

Copyright 1992 Matthew Lacques, Nearly Beloved Music, BMI