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Dreams of you, love, I found them all to be cruelOf hands that are ableAnd I'm open to the thought, And I'm hoping that it's moreCould you see, was it me?Ohhh, visions of loveDreams of you, love, I found them all to be cruel!Racing back if I landBut I put it in a cornerI put it on the shelfCould you see, was it me?Ohhh, visions of loveOhhh, Visions of loveElevator, elevator,I do, I do, ohhhWell, I do, I do, well, I do, I doCould you see, was it me?Ohhh, visions of loveOhhh, visions of loveOhhh From Letras Mania