| Song | Dream of Stone |
| Artist | Gazpacho |
| Album | A Night At The Loreley |
| Summer nights in windows frame the moon on your face | |
| And when the night confines you in a desireless embrace | |
| Then, if you don't believe it all the magic is dead | |
| And what becomes of little boys who're lost inside their head? | |
| Well, if you don't receive the message | |
| Then you'll know that I have failed | |
| The answer, in all honesty, is constantly in change | |
| The beauty in a desert dawn, the comedy of rain | |
| Your will is gone, dreams will erase | |
| You're hanging on by your fingernails | |
| Will someone bring me back again | |
| Night never needs a reason | |
| The arrogance of love will always know | |
| That when you close your eyes the truth is shown and born | |
| To fall in love is such a dream | |
| It flies, to where it flies no one sees | |
| The darkest stone conceals a vein of gold | |
| Detest me when I'm running late | |
| It´s a kiss of endings, kiss of hate | |
| So what becomes of all of those who run away from home | |
| Your world keeps getting bigger and you're on your own | |
| Home to no one, you're nowhere | |
| The sandman takes you there | |
| You'll be sleeping on the pillow where night becomes her hair | |
| Climbing through the button hole and falling up the stairs | |
| So go on now, sweet prince and let me lead you on | |
| Close your eyes to blindly look at the sun | |
| You fall below the silver screen | |
| Of knowledge it's a perfect dream | |
| Rubicon's old bridges burn | |
| You turn, they are ablaze | |
| The great divine getting bigger | |
| Tears sting your face | |
| You'll be sleeping on the other side | |
| where a smile becomes your fear | |
| Ladders lean against the wall | |
| The well water is clear | |
| Kiss it and make it better | |
| Kiss it and make it better |
| Summer nights in windows frame the moon on your face | |
| And when the night confines you in a desireless embrace | |
| Then, if you don' t believe it all the magic is dead | |
| And what becomes of little boys who' re lost inside their head? | |
| Well, if you don' t receive the message | |
| Then you' ll know that I have failed | |
| The answer, in all honesty, is constantly in change | |
| The beauty in a desert dawn, the comedy of rain | |
| Your will is gone, dreams will erase | |
| You' re hanging on by your fingernails | |
| Will someone bring me back again | |
| Night never needs a reason | |
| The arrogance of love will always know | |
| That when you close your eyes the truth is shown and born | |
| To fall in love is such a dream | |
| It flies, to where it flies no one sees | |
| The darkest stone conceals a vein of gold | |
| Detest me when I' m running late | |
| It s a kiss of endings, kiss of hate | |
| So what becomes of all of those who run away from home | |
| Your world keeps getting bigger and you' re on your own | |
| Home to no one, you' re nowhere | |
| The sandman takes you there | |
| You' ll be sleeping on the pillow where night becomes her hair | |
| Climbing through the button hole and falling up the stairs | |
| So go on now, sweet prince and let me lead you on | |
| Close your eyes to blindly look at the sun | |
| You fall below the silver screen | |
| Of knowledge it' s a perfect dream | |
| Rubicon' s old bridges burn | |
| You turn, they are ablaze | |
| The great divine getting bigger | |
| Tears sting your face | |
| You' ll be sleeping on the other side | |
| where a smile becomes your fear | |
| Ladders lean against the wall | |
| The well water is clear | |
| Kiss it and make it better | |
| Kiss it and make it better |