(this is a song I wrote back in March of 2006...)
I've seen her at least a thousand times
Sitting there outside this flat of mine
She seems to have a dreamy look as she just waits
That's how I know her
My dreamtime girl
Same old bus pretty much every day
The 15-S goin' up Broadway
I wonder if she might have anyone at home
But I can't ask her
My dreamtime girl
We all live inside our prisons
Those walls that we erect
I might just get the nerve one day
To maybe go and talk to her
Or even ask her out
But you know I worry 'bout what she might say
So I'll just dream my life away
Because I know there'll never come a day
Why take a chance and ruin all my fantasies
She'll live in my heart
My dreamtime girl
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