So, I love the song “Dreaming” by Blondie. Here’s the video:
Here’s a sampling of the lyrics:
When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutanteYou asked me what’s my pleasureA movie or a measure?I’ll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreamingDreaming is freeI don’t want to live on charityPleasure’s real or is it fantasy?Reel to reel is living rarityPeople stop and stare at me We just walk on by – we just keep on dreamingFeet feet, walking a two mileMeet meet, meet me at the turnstileI never met him, I’ll never forget him
Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hourFade away, radiate
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I dream of being a published author. Of books. That people read!
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I dream of living at the beach where I write the books that people read.
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I dream of having a paid for house at the beach where I write the books that people read.
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I dream of travelling anywhere I want because I have a paid for house at the beach where I write the books that people read.