of Gatlinburg but that seemed so far to go So I headed up to Tahoe for a Christmas on the slopes And I had fantasized about Christmas in this way
[CHRISTINE:] In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came . . . that voice which calls to me and speaks my name . . . And do I dream again? For now I find
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find Phantom of the opera is
In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The Phantom of the Opera
imagined I remember when it poured and you sang to me in summer It's a fantasy Relieved and now we see the road This is what it's like on a fantasy
In sleep He sang to me In dreams He came... That voice Which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The phantom of the opera
behind But you were home in time for the senior prom When we lost John The fantasies we plan, I'm living them now All the dreams we sang when we knew
blow, did you find your chateau in that mediterranean fantasy Chorus Flying Start made the whole world sing They had no choice Flying Start like a shining pearl, they Sang
With songs of jewelled keys Princes and of heroes And eastern fantasies Told him tales of sultans And talismans and rings A thousand and one nights she sang
my hoodie Round your back Walk to your doorstep Give me that smile baby Huh... Hot damn you the ish... Chorus (Lah) Everytime I close my eyes I fantasize
THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA In sleep he sang to me, In dreams he came... that voice which calls to me and speaks my name... And do I dream
I never sang my songs On the stage, on my own I never said my words Wishing they would be heard I saw you smiling at me Was it real or just my fantasy
[Z-Ro] My mind just goes off and wonders, cause it ain't stable See I be fantasizing, bout putting food on the table Cause in the ghetto my hood, prison
doo (Let me know how she feels) Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah... (Here?s what she tells me) {Lovin? you} It?s like a dream to me, I thought you know {Lovin? you} It?s like a fantasy
of Gatlinburg but that seemed so far to go So I headed up to Tahoe for a Christmas on the slopes And I had fantasized about Christmas in this way Curled
see CHRISTINE and the PHANTOM in a boat which moves slowly across the misty waters of the underground lake) CHRISTINE In sleep he sang to me, in dreams
would yell at her yell at her to shut up her little heart was confused and broken by such inconsistencies she began to reside inside her mind with her childhood fantasies