Bad Dreams

Oh, every night I'm dreaming of you We're weaving through a crowded room I ask you to be is my best friend too And then I lose your heart On a steamer with a small-city band I'll chase you through the room again You're gone before that next dance ends I don't know what it means Bad dreams, bad dreams And I'm down before I even begin But I'll chase you through the room again Ask you to be my best, best friend And then I loose you're heart But I should do what I want to do I should dream about whoever I want to Dream about Every night, I'm calling out your name Every time you get away, hey Bad dreams, bad dreams (Bad dreams, bad dreams) Oh, and every night I'm dreaming of you