Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas Hey, yo whassup? My name is Dre Can I blaze some chronic witchu? Nigga what?

Inside my/your mind In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The phantom of the opera is there, Inside my mind

Oh how I wish For soothing rain This is me for forever All I wish is to dream again My loving heart Lost in the dark For hope I'd give my everything One of the lost ones The one without a name

I thought I needed fortune I thought I needed fame But all I need is to hear you Whisper my name Funny thing about dreamers When the dream is in their sights Just to get where they're going They leave a lot of good things behind Guess you could call me a

The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside your/my mind The Phantom of the Opera In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find

If I should die before I wake I'll go into the night whispering your name If lying in your arms is the last thing that I do At least I know that I'll be loved by you In about a hundred years from now When all of my love letters are found And someone

Only bought this dress so you could take it off Only bought this dress so you could take it off, take it off (ha, ha, ha, ha) Say my name and everything just stops Carve your name into my bedpost All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation

Her name is Alice (Alice) Alice (Alice) She crawls into to the window Shapes in shadows And even though she is dreaming She's a locked for meaning for you (If I had a world of my own, everything will be nonsense) (Nothing will be what it is, because

As the crow flies baby, well I ain?t so far from you In a dream last night, where I heard you call my name Well you don?t know baby how I miss your sweet caress But since I don?t have wings, I can?t get home as fast as I want to Well I took it as an omen

I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder was desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old