Once I was a dreamer I through my coins in the wishing well
Now I've become a believer and intend to stay that way
The first thing in the morning I think of you

Last thing in the night I've been missing you
There was a cafe down the corner where we used to go
Where every table tells it's story about long ago

When the time comes you're the one to be the vagabond
Now there was happiness loneliness I've lost the one I'm dreaming of
I guess I don't live here anymore

I feel I'm growing older and there's nothing I can do about it
Now the nights getting colder oh baby ever since you went a way
The first thing in the morning I think of you last thing in the night I'll be

Calling you - there's a hotel down the alley where we used to stay
I close my eyes and I remember I still miss those days