I Dreamed Of My Old Lover

I dreamed of my old lover last night

I wondered if I spoke out loud

And if by chance my husband overheard

He'd put my face back in the crowd



His eyes were clear and gentle then

He'd kissed the troubles from my brow

I long to fall to sleep again

I wondered how he would look now



Would our kids grow stubborn or grow strong?

Would their limbs bronze insult to the sun?

I wondered how it feels but then

I rarely dream of anyone



In the songs of shame and the tales of dread

Where they seal the lovers' lips with lead

And all the vines wind through their eyes

But no one knows this passion now

But no one knows this passion now



So I keep this fancy to myself

I keep my lipstick twisted tight

I long to fall to sleep again

'Cause I dreamed of my old lover last night

I long to fall to sleep again

'Cause I dreamed of my old lover last night