Testo The Dream

I was walking downA sunny street in townIn a dreamShe was standingIn the shadow of a treeIn a dreamIn my dreamShe invited meInside her house to seeThe walls were blackBlack and whiteJust like a woodcutPrinted downIn a dreamIn my dreamAnd the wheel is turningAnd the wheel is burningAnd the wheel sungO E O E O E O E OOn the atble was a box of micaWhere I could see throughShe said 'ruby'I said 'red'To me it looks like honey dewLike your skin too