Building A Case
Salim Nourallah
3:07warm breeze on the back of my neck tall trees swaying from the deck blue seas and we're headed West in a dreamsong my baby smiles as she's coming to me she takes my hand and i'm 17 it's just as good as i thought it would be in this dreamsong island sand hot beneath my feet she whispers softly inviting me to a place i can only see in this dreamsong follow signs taking us away no shoes on, it's a holiday no blues, everything's okay in this dreamsong no way that i'll ever go home i'll stay in the bath alone long naps and i've got no phone in this dreamsong taxi cab radio is on turn the dial and they're playing my song the driver smiles as he sings along and we're LONG GONE slow hours walking on the beach her fingers beckon just out of reach her hand in mine now it all feels complete in this dreamsong