Bad Dreams

Oh, every night I? m dreaming of you
We? re weaving through a crowded room
I ask you to be is my best friend too
And then I lose your heart
On a steamer with a small-city band
I’ll chase you through the room again
You’re gone before that next dance ends
I don? t know what it means
Bad dreams, bad dreams
And I’m down before I even begin
But I’ll chase you through the room again
Ask you to be my best, best friend
And then I loose you’re heart
But I should do what I want to do
I should dream about whoever I want to
Dream about
Every night, I? m calling out your name
Every time you get away, hey
Bad dreams, bad dreams
(Bad dreams, bad dreams)
Oh, and every night I? m dreaming of you