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When I met you in the restaurant You could tell I was no debutante You asked me what's my pleasure A movie or a measure? I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my Dreaming, dreaming is free Dreaming, dreaming is free I don't want to live on charity Pleasure's real or is it fantasy? Reel to reel is living rarity People stop and stare at me We just walk on by - we just keep on dreaming Feet feet, walking a two mile Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile I never met him, I'll never forget him Dream, dream, even for a little while Dream, dream, filling up an idle hour Fade away, radiate I sit by and watch the river flow I sit by and watch the traffic go Imagine something of your very own Something you can have and hold Letras de cancionesI'd build a road in gold just to have some Dreaming, dreaming is free Dreaming, dreaming is free Dreaming, dreaming is free Dreaming, dreaming is free From Letras Mania