Tell Me Your Dreams - Jill Sobule

You’re standing in a cornfield, a hat in your hand

The wind is whipping at the weathervane

You’re just a young boy in a big, wide world

The days seem to last forever

I pull up on the tractor, an old John Deere

You smile and offer up some water

The clouds are rolling, the corn is growing

The kids are playing by the chicken shed

Then you wake up, you’re in our apartment

Down on the Lower East Side

You tell me what you dreamed about

It keeps me up all night

You tell me your dreams, I give you my heart

You’re flying down a staircase, a cat in your arms

A man is crouching by the living room

There’s blood in his eyes and no place to hide

Just you and him

You float above it, just out of his reach

He smiles and looks just like your brother

The cat is purring, the carpet’s burning

And the walls close in

And then you wake up, you’re in our apartment

Down on the Lower East Side

You tell me what you dreamed about

It keeps me up all night

You tell me your dreams, I give you my heart

Then I wake up, I’m in my apartment

Down on the Lower East Side

You call me on the telephone

And keep me up all night

You tell me your dreams, I give you my heart