These Dreams
(The Goat Dream)

I tossed and turned all night long
Wrestled with some goat
You ran through the rain in your slip
Ended up getting soaked

These dreams we share in the morning time
You tell me yours, I'll tell you mine

When we struggle in our sleep, must be reality
The world revolves within our minds
Children dying as we sleep

These dreams we share in the morning time
You tell me yours, I'll tell you mine

(bridge)
These dreams can scare you
So can fantasies
Some kinds of inspiration
Just come for free

I tossed and turned and laid awake
In the darkness I could see
When you run through your pain
You can take reality

These dreams we share in the morning time
I'll tell you yours, you tell me mine

rusty miller & victoria webb
9/12/92