Words and music by Queen
It's Winter-fall
Red skies are gleaming - oh -
Sea-gulls are flyin' over
Swans are floatin' by
Smoking chimney-tops
Am I dreaming...
Am I dreaming...?
The nights draw in
There's a silky moon up in the sky - yeah -
Children are fantasising
Grown-ups are standin' by
What a super feeling
Am I dreaming...
Am I dreaming...?
Woh-woh-woh-woh
(dreaming)
So quiet and peaceful
Tranquil and blissful
There's a kind of magic in the air
What a truly magnificent view
A breathtaking scene
With the dreams of the world
In the palm of your hand
(dreaming)
A cosy fireside chat
A little this, a little that
Sound of merry laughter skippin' by
Gentle rain beatin' on my face
What an extraordinary place!
And the dream of the child
Is the hope of the man
It's all so beautiful
Like a landscape painting in the sky - yeah -
Mountains are zoomin' higher - mm -
Little girls scream an' cry
my world is spinnin' and spinnin' and spinnin'
It's unbelievable
Sends me reeling
Am I dreaming...
Am I dreaming...?
Oooh - it's bliss.A trip today,
about seventeen times.
I was walking down the street,
saying "Keep in line, keep in line"
I wandered for about 17 feet.
Found my destination,
it was right across the street.
The park was nice,
the bums were chilling.
I dime for advice,
that was you.
I was willing,
to hear a chill bum having something to say.
Besides, here's a cup,
give me money while I lay.
Perched up in a tree,
spread your wings,
and then chose me.
You see.
'Cos I was feeling fine.
Pigeon Penelope,
eventually you will leave me alone.
It's just a matter of time.
Eyed the bird,
then my friend appeared.
He said:
"Imani how you feeling? 'Cos you acting kinda weird."
Mind went blank,
I couldn't explain.
Came up with something fast,
to prove that I was sane.
"It's that thing above me, not you sir, don't worry."
A bit disturbed,
left in a hurry.
Hand shake,
kiss on the cheek.
"You need some time, I'll see you in a week."
Perched up in a tree,
spread your wings,
and then chose me.
You see,
that I was feeling fine.
Pigeon Penelope,
eventually you will leave me alone.
It's just a matter of time.
Down came your little package.
Knocked me right off my feet.
If I could I swear I'd kill you.
Sugar cube's sure taste sweet,
with a pigeon.
Perched up in a tree,
spread your wings,
and then chose me.
You see,
that I was feeling fine.
Pigeon Penelope,
eventually you will leave me alone.
It's just a matter of time.