Jack and Diane painted a picture of my life and my dreams suddenly this crazy world makes more seance to me. I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along, cause every time I hear that song I go back.
Big straw hat, banana drink, I can't remember what it is I think, my my my my keylime pie
Dreams, sharing a life and a home. Dreams, never ever being alone, not even diamonds just alittle gold. Someone there to hold her hand when she gets old. Dreams, the kind you know will never end, forever lovers and forever friends. Someone really there, to love and care and share....dreams.
She comes from boston, works at the jewelry store. Down in the harbor, where the ferries come to shore. She never really knew, how good it would feel to finally find her self in a place so warm and real. She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads, the girl she was in New England is different now and dead. In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys while their talking. She's from boston.