A candy-colored clown they call the sandman.
Tiptoes to my room every night.
Just to sprinkle star dust and to whisper.
“Go to sleep, everything is alright”.
I close my eyes, then I drift away.
Into the magic night, I softly say.
A silent prayer like dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you.
In dreams I talk to you.
In dreams you’re mine all the time.
We’re together in dreams, in dreams.
Clip from Blue Velvet (1986, David Lynch)