| Song | These My Dreams Are Yours |
| Artist | Marc Almond |
| Album | The Stars We Are |
| 作词 : Almond | |
| I'm a labyrinth of hopes and fears | |
| Of tears of frustration and of anger | |
| But if you can break through this wall | |
| And search amongst it all | |
| You'll find a man there | |
| Who has a heart of love | |
| Who is afraid of getting jaded | |
| Growing older | |
| Who needs someone to love him | |
| Through life's winter | |
| When the weather grows a little colder | |
| I know i have a darker side | |
| A cruel streak | |
| I'm selfish and demanding | |
| But i'm a man with a vision | |
| It just takes a little understanding | |
| And in my hand | |
| The grains of sand | |
| A thousand million moments of emotion | |
| Oh... these | |
| Oh... these my dreams are yours | |
| I'm a boat well rocked by wave and wind | |
| I've sinned, i'd win | |
| No prizes for perfection | |
| But at best i've given all my all | |
| My shoulder for your tears | |
| And your protection | |
| And if one day i don't wake up | |
| Remember i was good upon reflection | |
| And if they say i was a fool | |
| Be cool, but demand correction | |
| And in my hand | |
| The grains of sand | |
| A thousand million moments of emotion | |
| Oh... these | |
| Oh... these my dreams are yours | |
| You can have my smile my tears | |
| My wishes here's a fortune | |
| To adorn you | |
| I'll whisper in the night to you | |
| Promise to adore and never scorn you | |
| And as we grow a little older | |
| Try to understand more of each other | |
| I will be your golden eye | |
| Your master of illusion | |
| Or just your lover | |
| I'll be a dragonfly, a butterfly | |
| A secret or a little lie to test you | |
| A song a verse a lullaby | |
| A symphony once in a while | |
| To try and impress you | |
| I'll take your heart to the limit | |
| The colours of my joy | |
| My tears to dress you | |
| But sometimes dear | |
| My heart's my own | |
| I don't wish to exclude you or | |
| Distress you | |
| But darling... | |
| And in my hand | |
| The grains of sand | |
| A thousand million moments of emotion | |
| Oh... these | |
| Oh... these my dreams are yours |
| zuò cí : Almond | |
| I' m a labyrinth of hopes and fears | |
| Of tears of frustration and of anger | |
| But if you can break through this wall | |
| And search amongst it all | |
| You' ll find a man there | |
| Who has a heart of love | |
| Who is afraid of getting jaded | |
| Growing older | |
| Who needs someone to love him | |
| Through life' s winter | |
| When the weather grows a little colder | |
| I know i have a darker side | |
| A cruel streak | |
| I' m selfish and demanding | |
| But i' m a man with a vision | |
| It just takes a little understanding | |
| And in my hand | |
| The grains of sand | |
| A thousand million moments of emotion | |
| Oh... these | |
| Oh... these my dreams are yours | |
| I' m a boat well rocked by wave and wind | |
| I' ve sinned, i' d win | |
| No prizes for perfection | |
| But at best i' ve given all my all | |
| My shoulder for your tears | |
| And your protection | |
| And if one day i don' t wake up | |
| Remember i was good upon reflection | |
| And if they say i was a fool | |
| Be cool, but demand correction | |
| And in my hand | |
| The grains of sand | |
| A thousand million moments of emotion | |
| Oh... these | |
| Oh... these my dreams are yours | |
| You can have my smile my tears | |
| My wishes here' s a fortune | |
| To adorn you | |
| I' ll whisper in the night to you | |
| Promise to adore and never scorn you | |
| And as we grow a little older | |
| Try to understand more of each other | |
| I will be your golden eye | |
| Your master of illusion | |
| Or just your lover | |
| I' ll be a dragonfly, a butterfly | |
| A secret or a little lie to test you | |
| A song a verse a lullaby | |
| A symphony once in a while | |
| To try and impress you | |
| I' ll take your heart to the limit | |
| The colours of my joy | |
| My tears to dress you | |
| But sometimes dear | |
| My heart' s my own | |
| I don' t wish to exclude you or | |
| Distress you | |
| But darling... | |
| And in my hand | |
| The grains of sand | |
| A thousand million moments of emotion | |
| Oh... these | |
| Oh... these my dreams are yours |