Book Of Dreams - Suzanne Vega

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

I took your urgent whisper

Stole the arc of a white wing

Rode like foam on the river of pity

Turned its tide to strength

Healed the hole that ripped in living

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

The spine is bound to last a life

Tough enough to take the pounding

Pages made of days of open hand

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

Number every page in silver

Underline in magic marker

Take the name of every prisoner

Yours is there my word of honor

I took your urgent whisper

Stole the arc of a white wing

Rode like foam on the river of pity

Healed the hole that ripped in living

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams

In my book of dreams