Watching the rain fallingLike tears from your eyesI heard the music playingI couldn't help but cryAnd there's a black CamaroThat I think of when I seeThe biathlon in CalicoAnd I'm winding back for meI'm a dreamerAnd I have a dreamI saw you getting dressedSoft like bed linenPeek through my fingersTastes like cinnamonAnd don't you know when the sun shines on youIt shines on meAnd all the things you're scared ofAre the things that set you freeWe are loversWe are loversWe are loversWe are loversAnd there's a black CamaroThat I think of when I seeThe biathlon in CalicoAnd I'm winding back for meI'm a dreamerAnd I have a dream
