Think of a place I would go, I?m daydreamin?, Where the sycamore grow, I?m daydreamin?, And oh if you knew what it meant to me, Where the air was so clear
do, yeah You on my mind, not all the time It's really true that love is blind 'Cause I can't see nothing But you lovin' me Daydream, daydreamin' Daydreamin', daydreamin
Prijevod: Prije mraka. Sanjariti.
