New Ways To Dream

This was dawn There were no rules, we were so young Movies were born So many songs yet to be sung So many roads Still unexplored We gave the world new ways to dream Somehow we found new ways to dream Joan of Arc Look at my face, isn't it strong? There in the dark Up on the screen, where I belong We'll show them all Nothing has changed We'll give the world new ways to dream Everyone needs nеw ways to dream I didn't argue, why hurt her? You don't yеll at a sleepwalker Or she could fall and break her neck She smelled of faded roses It made me sad to watch her As she relived her glory Poor Norma So happy Lost in her silver heaven[NORMA] Nothing has changed We'll give the world new ways to dream Everyone needs new ways to dream In December, the rains came In one great big package, over-sized, like everything else in California And it came right through the roof of my room above the garage So, she had me moved to the main house, to what Max called "The room of the husbands" And little by little I worked my way through to the end of the script At which point I might have left Only by then those two boys from the finance company traced my car and towed it away And I hadn't seen one single dollar of cash money since I arrived