Ooh, at night when I sleep
all the dreams come to me
Make me believe that
my life is not my own
And if life were like my dreams,
oh, the things I would see
I would be so much braver than I know
No, I can't understand what it means to be a man
And to lead a woman from her home
And if love were indeed all the things I've believed
Then I guess I'd never feel alone
Oh, will I ever know...
And if this city never sleeps
Does that mean that no one dreams
And if that's so then I guess I'm going home
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