Lyrics

I know that I'm free without ya But something 'bout it, something 'bout it's wrong I had another dream about ya Oh, your hair, and you were wearing That long yellow dress, the one I loved the best You could almost see right through That long yellow dress, good Lord, I must confess Don't know what I'm bound to do Free (free) I thought that I would be my best I see (see) Now I'd rather be inside that dream, I guess I hear that you're good without me (that's good) You're seeing someone and getting on, and I wonder what you hear about me That I'm lost and, boy, it cost me I'm fine, more or less, I plan to leave the nest Get someplace to call my own But that long yellow dress I wish I could forget But something 'bout it feels like home Free (free) I thought that I would be my best I see (see) Now I'd rather be inside that dream, I guess Why wait for summer? Why wait for spring? Why wait when you can wear it for me now? Why make me suffer? Why make me beg? Gotta see you in that long yellow dress somehow That long yellow dress I wish I could forget But something 'bout it feels like home Free (free) I thought that I would be my best I see (see) Now I'd rather be inside that dream, I guess Free (free) I thought that I would be my best I see (see) Now I'd rather be inside that dream, I guess
Writer(s): Pat Monahan, Jerry Becker, Matt Musty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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