Behind The Wall Of Sleep (The Smithereens)

She had hair like Jeannie Shipton back in 1965 She had legs that never ended I was halfway paralyzed. She was tall and cool and pretty and she dressed as black as coal If she asked me to I'd murder, I would gladly lose my soul. Now I lie in bed and think of her Sometimes I even weep, Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep. Well she held a bass guitar and she was playing in a band And she stood just like Bill Wyman Now I am her biggest fan. Now I know I'm one of many who would like to be your friend And I've got to find a way to to let you know I'm not like them. Now I lie in bed and think of her Sometimes I even weep, Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep. Got your number form a friend of mine who lives in your home town. Called you up to have a drink, Your roommate said you weren't around. Now I know I'm one of many who would like to be your friend And I've just got to find a way to to let you know I'm not like them. Now I lie in bed and think of her Sometimes I even weep, Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep. Behind the wall of sleep. Behind the wall of sleep. Behind the wall of sleep.