My grandmother LOVED this song. I remember her laying in bed with the record player spinning (she had a back injury) and this song playing.
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep. everything is all right.
(cue the fucking drums and rhythmn section)
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayerlike dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.
In dreams youre mine. all of the time were together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I cant help it, I cant help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
Its too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.
this one is for Shirley Zeski. Beloved mother, grandmother, teacher, school bus driver, and all around proper lady. I miss you every day.
