Bad Dreams - M Ward

Oh, every night I?

m dreaming of you

We?

re weaving through a crowded room

I ask you to be is my best friend too

And then I lose your heart

On a steamer with a small-city band

I’ll chase you through the room again

You’re gone before that next dance ends

I don?

t know what it means

Bad dreams, bad dreams

And I’m down before I even begin

But I’ll chase you through the room again

Ask you to be my best, best friend

And then I loose you’re heart

But I should do what I want to do

I should dream about whoever I want to

Dream about

Every night, I?

m calling out your name

Every time you get away, hey

Bad dreams, bad dreams

(Bad dreams, bad dreams)

Oh, and every night I?

m dreaming of you