Orleans - Waking and Dreaming Lyrics
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Waking and Dreaming
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What Are The Lyrics For Waking and Dreaming By Orleans?
Dreaming again
Asleep in his bed A river of visions runs through his head Strange as it seems This chaos of dreams Can change the course and shape of things He sees with an eye only open at night What breeds in the darkness Blossoms in the light Awake in the morning Thrust without warning Into life all over again Still chasing pleasure Running from pain Though I know they're both the same Then the fog rolls away And I'm here in today Thinking I can see how dreams become reality Since I opened up my eyes It's time to arise And show that I'm Not just Dreaming, dreaming again Hey, hey, yeah Dreaming, dreaming again Waking up and Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Waking and dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming again Waking up and Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming again Dreaming (Dreaming again) Dreaming again Dreaming again |
Who Wrote Waking and Dreaming By Orleans?
Johanna Hall, Johanna D Hall, John Hall, Jon Hall
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What's The Duration Of The Waking and Dreaming By Orleans?The duration of Waking and Dreaming is 6:20 minutes and seconds. |
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