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Chasing marbles down the avenue
In the garden, tea for two
Peddle fast the Count comes for you
Catching flies and dancing water bugs
See the sand sparkle in the sun
Underneath those skies filled in blue
Lights racing down streets that shine
Bright yellows bend and they wind
Stepping out you always looked in tune
What was I dreaming of
Heaven canât get enough
And what was I dreaming of
Maybe I need your touch
Salty dew on a morning song
Radio Flyer pulling hearts along
All better, I canât tell the time
Shooting marbles down the alley way
Picking plums on the Garden State
Underneath those skies filled in blue
What was I dreaming of
Heaven canât get enough
And what was I dreaming of
Maybe that last real touch from you (ooo)
When I canât find my way
I can go back and say to you (ooo, ooo, ooo)