Sweet Soul Dream

I'd give you all my money,

Abandon that beautiful girl.

Take my books

My choicest looks

And brun them all today.

I've got rare '61 Beatles.

I've got a tape of my dreams.

But I'd lose them all

Burn them all

Go along without all of it

Give up the chances I see

If you'd take me up,

Raise me up,

Let me know the heart of it

Give me your sweet soul dream.



I don't need a body.

A body's no body to me.

It's just a cell

And I'm living well

When I got you give me the key.

You can take all my postcards and letters

My lovers and my good memories.

Well I'd lose them all

Burn them all

Go along without all of it

Give up the chances I see

If you'd raise me up,

Take me up,

Let me know the heart of it

Give me your sweet soul dream.



I'm trying to learn understanding

Against the hell I can win

If you'd hold me up

Grow me up

Let me be a part of it

Give me the chance that I see.

I could take me up

Raise me up

Get to know the heart of it

Give me your sweet soul dream.