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Little River Band

Genres: Rock

I Dream Alone Lyrics - Little River Band

I was born near the factory, where Henry wrote his name 

Sometimes I could hear the whistle blow 

My father pushed his headlights, through that northern English rain 

He was proud of everything he drove 

 

And mother's hair was fashioned, for that very special day 

She cried on board the liner and tried to wave good-bye 

Five weeks of remembering, those names we couldn't say 

Staring at the South Pacific sky 

 

I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers 

I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers 

 

I spend my time with schemers on the phone 

But when I dream, I dream alone 

I dream alone, I dream alone, I dream alone 

 

As soon as we set foot on the sun-burnt land 

The mountains all around us ran with fire 

My family knew right then that our best laid plans 

Would have to reach a lot higher 

 

I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers 

I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers 

 

I spend my time with schemers on the phone 

But when I dream, I dream alone 

I dream alone, I dream alone, I dream alone 

 

Rows of simple houses, kids out on the street 

Windows all aglow from the brand new TV sets 

Screen door always slamming in that endless summer heat 

My father working late to pay his debts 

 

My father working late to pay hid debts 

Now my little boy is safe in the comfort of his bed 

The monster he invented we both chased into the night 

His puzzle lies in pieces by the book that we just read 

The story of a man who touched the sky 

 

I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers 

I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers 

 

I spend my time with schemers on the phone 

But when I dream, I dream alone 

 

I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers 

I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers 

 

I spend my time with schemers on the phone 

But when I dream, I dream alone 

I dream alone, I dream alone, I dream alone 

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