tim robbins and the rogues gallery band - queen of my dreams

The queen of Irish girls with dreams
flew across the wooden floor
And fluttered her wings her big strong wings
and made us guess once more
She's not a cloud, not an angel, not a turtledove,
a superman, a flying dinosaur,
An eagle or a sparrow or a faerie sprite
not a zeppelin or a plane in flight

She's the queen of little girls that dream
and she'll take you by surprise
She'll make youu walk down corridors
with revolution in your eyes
She'll make you wonder if if if,
make you tremble at the touch of a fingertip
Make you sing the words to a thousend songs
'til the words fade away

Like a worm that flies/ Like a killer that cries
Like a heart that lies/ Like the look in your eyes,
in your eyes

The queen of little girls that dream
Makes you remember the girl
That ran down the boulevard
for all the money in the world
Your cells jumped you fell so high
you hung above the pavement like a butterfly
You fell so low down to the ground
suspended by this love you found

Like a worm that flies/ Like a killer that cries
Like a heart that lies/ Like the look in your eyes,
in your eyes

The queen of Irish girls tha dream
grows impatient with us now
We haven't guessed how she flutters by
we haven't dreamed of her somehow
So she makes you look in the others eyes
withwant of her the child butterfly
And thrills you to dream the impossible
and when you don't she says goodbye

For she rules all that do not dream
that see birds and jet engines
In places where their hearts should see
more improbable things

Like a worm that flies/ Like a killer that cries
Like a heart that lies/ Like the look in your eyes


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