Song of the King
(Narrator)
Some folks dream of the wonders they'll do
Before their time on this planet is through
Some just don't have anything planned
They hide their hopes and their heads in the sand
Now I don't say who is wrong, who is right
But if by chance you are here for the night
Then all I need is an hour or two
To tell the tale of a dreamer like you
We all dream a lot-- some are lucky, some are not
But if you think it, want it, dream it, then it's real
You are what you feel
But all that I say can be told another way
In the story of a boy whose dream came true
And he could be you
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(Kirsty MacColl/Mark E. Nevin)
I just know
Though I can't see
But I can feel his hands all over me
His hot breath on me
I can't resist
His rope, my wrists
I never knew there might be days like this
Dream on he says
Dream on he says
Will I be saved
From these Titanic days
A violent frenzy
In a none too cheap hotel
He says it's hazy
But I remember it so well
His arms, his face
The way my words got twisted out of place
Dream on he says
Dream on he always says
It's sink or swim
In these Titanic days
I just know
Though I can't see
But I can feel his hands all over me
His hot breath on me
I can't resist
His rope, my wrists
I never knew there might be days like this
Dream on he says
Dream on he says
Will I be saved
From these Titanic days
A violent frenzy
In a none too cheap hotel
He says it's hazy
But I remember it so well
His arms, his face
The way my words got twisted out of place
Dream on he says
Dream on he always says
It's sink or swim
In these Titanic days