Fall over myself
don’t mean to [bad word] I was miles away
Things I forgot
Are the footstools of God
That’s how I behaved
I’ve frighted myself
And folded my hands
As you’ve talked to God

I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream

I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream

I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream

Even my most [bad word] my sweet
My aims were lower
And even though all my restraint my sweet
My aim was clumsy
And even if there’s only one thing I want for you
I want for you

I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream
I love the way you dream

I love the way you love the way you dream
one for you one for me
one for you one for me
one for you