Do you still dream of summer nights,

the endless roads between the distant lights...

Do you still find yourself on strange and long highways

drifting into unknown phase...

Do you still dream of summer days,

the sunlight dancing on white rolling waves;

The everlasting taste of innocent desire,

the atom splitting of its fire..

Do you still dream?

Do you see that tunnel showing any sign of light;

does fear still wake you in the night...

Do you still dream?

CHRIS REA