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by Billy Joel


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Posted by:	szojak@d6.wu-wien.ac.at (Martin Szojak)
To:		alt.guitar.tab

The River of Dreams
(Billy Joel)

                                             
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
                                         
from the mountains of faith to a river so deep
                                                  
I must be looking for something something sacred I lost
                                          
But the river is wide and it's too hard to cross


                          
And even thought I knew the river is wide
                               
I walk down every evening and I stand on the shore
                      
And try to cross to the opposite side
                                       
So I can finally find out what I've been looking for


                                             
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
                                         
Through the  valley of fear to a river so deep
                                                      
And I've been searching for something taken away of my soul
                                               
Something I would never lose something somebody stole


                    
I don't know why I go walking at night
                             
But now I'm tired and I don't walk anymore
                         
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
                                
Until I find what it is I've been looking for


                                              
In the middle of the night  I go walking in my sleep
                                         
Through the jungle of doubt to a river so deep
                                               
I know I'm searching for something something so undefined
                                         
That it only can be seen by the eyes of a blind

                     
In the middle of the night


                            
I'm not sure about life after this
                           
god knows I've never been a spiritual man
                      
Babtized by the fire, I wade into the river
                   
That turns to be the promised land


                                             
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
                                         
Through the desert of truth to a river so deep
                                               
We're all land in the ocean we all start in the streams
                                       
We're all carried along by the river of dreams

                     
In the middle of the night


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szojak@ds1.wu-wien.ac.at

Always look on the bright side of life !