Crowded House
"Recurring Dream"


Within myself there are a million things
Spilling over falling out into a silent stream

Feel the warm wind touch me
Hear the waters crashing
See my windows wiping clean
It's my recurring dream

Within myself a secret world returns
Over and over where the white flame of desire burns

Feel the warm wind touch me
Hear the waters crashing
See my windows wiping clean
It's my recurring dream

Within myself there are a million things

Feel the warm wind touch me
Hear the waters crashing
See my windows wiping clean
It's my recurring dream