Long for the stranger you know so well. Long for the sailor, beneath the skies Long for the white dove, no matter where she flies Pray for the soldier, who's wounded bad Pray for the dreamer, he's still so sad Pray for the stranger you know so well.

Long for the stranger you know so well. Long for the sailor, beneath the skies Long for the white dove, no matter where she flies Pray for the soldier, who's wounded bad Pray for the dreamer, he's still so sad Pray for the stranger you know so well.

Long for the stranger you know so well. Long for the sailor, beneath the skies Long for the white dove, no matter where she flies Pray for the soldier, who's wounded bad Pray for the dreamer, he's still so sad Pray for the stranger you know so well.

Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life Sitting on the sea Soaking up the sun He is a real lover And making up the past Feeling up his girl

I am charmed My soul's on fire, floating slowly No way it comes to pass It's the shore movement, she's happy being there For an age before the stars that beat Now there's no more dreamers For I am happy, oh shine on In our flowered air

The dreamer, the unwoken fool, In dreams, no pain will kiss the brow. The love of ages fills the head. The days that linger there in prey of emptiness, Of burned out dreams. The minutes calling through the years. The universal dreamer rises up above his

He's a dreamer He is down by the riverside Late one night He's tryin' to count the stars In each of the signs All alone by the riverside And time passes by Gathering thoughts of the past And maybe he'll cry

No more, no more No more, no more Found my horse and carriage Baby I'm a dreamer Blood stains the ivories on my daddy's baby grand Ain't seen the daylight since we started this band Store-bought clothes fallin' 'part at the seams Tea leaf-readin' gypsies