Sanoja: Paul Oxleys Unit. City Of Dreams.

City of dreams, like a star in the Western sky,
Like a diamond it catches your eye
But there's nothing to do and nowhere to go.
City of dreams, is that all we were meant to do
Manufacture and worship you,
Palace of glass, no shadows at all.
I've got this feeling inside
That makes me rise with the tide
And now it calls me away,
Calls me away from you...
City of dreams, in the light of the falling rain

Did I tell you I'm sorry I came
Now how do I keep from going insane
In my city of dreams...
CHORUS
City of dreams they have promised the world to you,
You have slaved and you've made it come true,
There is your goal, now what will you do
In your city of dreams.