Lyrics Dreams of Leaving - The Clientele

Dreams of Leaving

Goodnight, my angel of the dark
Moonlight rising on the park
I gotta go, it’s nearly morning
Though leaving you will break my heart
Don’t be afraid of dreams of leaving
Remember they are only dreams
They have no meaning in the sunlight
And I hear friends walk by the river
Ghosts as night is coming in Loneliness is like a mirror
You see yourself in everything
Goodnight, my angel of the dark
Moonlight rising on the park
I gotta go, it’s nearly morning
Though leaving you will break my heart