Available on the First Contact
soundtrack
Words and Music by Rushton Moreve
I like to dream,
Right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound, I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right.
Goes far, flies near,
To the stars away from here;
Well, You don't know what we can find,
Oh why don't you come with me little girl,
On a Magic Carpet Ride,
You don't know what we can see,
Why don't you tell your dreams to me,
Fantasy will set you free.
Close your eyes girl,
Look inside girl,
Let the sound take you away
Last night I owned Alladin's Lamp
And so I wished that I could stay.
Before the thing could answer
Someone came and took the lamp
away I looked around,
A lousy candle is all I found!
Well, You don't know what we can find
Oh why don't you come with me little girl,
On a Magic Carpet Ride
You don't know what we can see,
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl,
Look inside girl,
Let the sound take you away!
© Copyright 1996-2017 by Jan Krohn
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