Crowded House

Recurring Dream
Within myself There are a million things Spilling over Rushing out into a silent scream Feel the warm wind touch me Hear the waters crashing See my windows, wipe them clean It's my recurring dream Within myself A secret world returns Over and over Where the wild flame of desire burns Feel the warm wind touch me Hear the waters crashing See my windows, wipe them clean It's my recurring dream From Letras Mania