Give Me Back My Dreams Lyrics
| Song | Give Me Back My Dreams |
| Artist | The 6ths |
| Artist | Sally Timms |
| Album | Hyacinths and Thistles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Merritt | |
| Give me back my dreams. | |
| I've been counting these sheep | |
| since I can't remember when. | |
| Give me back my sleep. | |
| I'll be dreaming of you | |
| till I wake up crying again. | |
| I have lain awake through the longest hours | |
| wondering whether to cry or scream. | |
| You can take my heart. It was always yours, | |
| but give me back my dreams. | |
| When the clock strikes three, | |
| I don't care anymore about you or anything. | |
| When the clock strikes four, | |
| I could sell my soul just to hear my telephone ring. | |
| I have lain awake through the longest hours | |
| wondering whether to cry or scream. | |
| You can take my heart. It was always yours, | |
| but give me back my dreams. | |
| You don't have to talk to me | |
| the way we used to talk for hours. | |
| We don't have to talk at all, | |
| but may I send you flowers? |
| zuo ci : Merritt | |
| Give me back my dreams. | |
| I' ve been counting these sheep | |
| since I can' t remember when. | |
| Give me back my sleep. | |
| I' ll be dreaming of you | |
| till I wake up crying again. | |
| I have lain awake through the longest hours | |
| wondering whether to cry or scream. | |
| You can take my heart. It was always yours, | |
| but give me back my dreams. | |
| When the clock strikes three, | |
| I don' t care anymore about you or anything. | |
| When the clock strikes four, | |
| I could sell my soul just to hear my telephone ring. | |
| I have lain awake through the longest hours | |
| wondering whether to cry or scream. | |
| You can take my heart. It was always yours, | |
| but give me back my dreams. | |
| You don' t have to talk to me | |
| the way we used to talk for hours. | |
| We don' t have to talk at all, | |
| but may I send you flowers? |
| zuò cí : Merritt | |
| Give me back my dreams. | |
| I' ve been counting these sheep | |
| since I can' t remember when. | |
| Give me back my sleep. | |
| I' ll be dreaming of you | |
| till I wake up crying again. | |
| I have lain awake through the longest hours | |
| wondering whether to cry or scream. | |
| You can take my heart. It was always yours, | |
| but give me back my dreams. | |
| When the clock strikes three, | |
| I don' t care anymore about you or anything. | |
| When the clock strikes four, | |
| I could sell my soul just to hear my telephone ring. | |
| I have lain awake through the longest hours | |
| wondering whether to cry or scream. | |
| You can take my heart. It was always yours, | |
| but give me back my dreams. | |
| You don' t have to talk to me | |
| the way we used to talk for hours. | |
| We don' t have to talk at all, | |
| but may I send you flowers? |
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