I Dreamed Of My Old Lover

I dreamed of my old lover last night

I wonder if I spoke out loud

And if by chance my husband overheard

He put my face back in the crowd

His eyes were clear and gentle then

He kissed the troubles from my brow

I long to fall to sleep again

And I wonder how he would look now

Would our kids grow sullen or grow strong?

Would their limbs bronze in solitude and sun?

I like the way 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

Oh but no one knows this passion now

Oh 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

I dreamed of my old lover last night

I long to fall to sleep again

'Cause I dreamed of my old lover last night