I Dreamed of You, Maria

Lyrics
[Intro] Let's go out now, Jesus Christ No more silhouettes tonight [Verse 1] Walking home when the movie ends Where the burnweed flowers up and down the chain-link fence I'll see you around, I'll see you around [Chorus 1] I dreamed of you, Maria, in a doorway by the sea And the kids down on the beach were skimming stones And your sickness lay so light on you, like a feather in your palm Like the corner of a street where music comes [Refrain] Burnweed on the railway gate After Christmas, I'll go straight All the faces that wе wore And the silent falling stars I'm thе needle, you're the thread Someone's on the window ledge [Verse 2] I've followed signs and wonders, but it never got me far And I could not find the place that I came from And voices often sang to me, but their music had no words And everywhere they led me, I was lost [Chorus 2] I dreamed of you, Maria, now I don't remember when Some night the wind spoke through the Weald And I walked out and kissed your face in a lane beside the shop And all the rest is something from a dream [Bridge] One morning, I Awoke so early I didn't know who I was Blown like rain just like I was coming across And I knew that I would die [Outro] Out in the dark, the hatchbacks are rolling Windows unwound, the cigarettes glowing The blue air and silhouettes so far and close Nobody knows where the garden eye goes Windows unwound with the cigarettes glowing Out in the dark, the hatchbacks are rolling Blue air and rhapsody so far above Nobody knows who the garden eye loves Out in the dark, the hatchbacks are rolling Cigarettes glow where the quarry banks open The blue air in fever, beyond and above But nobody knows why the garden eye comes Windows unwound with the cigarettes glowing Out in the dark, the hatchbacks are rolling Blue air and rhapsody so far above Nobody knows who the garden eye loves The blue air in fever so distant and close Nobody knows where the garden eye goes
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Credits
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- Alasdair MacLean