Lyrics of 'Speaking Of Dreams' by Joan Baez

Speaking of dreams
Here we are
in the glistening streets
of Gay Paree
Playing the Gipsy Kings
After the rain and taking tea
at the Ritz in boots and jeans
With a teenage girl who said
that it would be her grandest dream
And speaking of dreams,
I really must say
I couldn't have dreamed you up
Nor the way you burst into my life,
rattled my cage
And woke my sleeping demons up

You were not yet born
When my career began in '59
We're a sign of the times
Who cares if you are
a breath of spring
and I am vintage wine
We come
from two different worlds
Like every other couple
on the Rue de Rivoli
You spent your youth
in the rainforests
of distant Camaroon
Your father was a Navy captain,
I am the Queen of Hearts
And the daughter of the moon

Speaking of dreams
You took me to see
the paintings of Paul Gaughin
Speaking of dreams
We stood
in the midst of waterfalls,
flaming trees
Golden dogs
and shining Tahitian ladies
But it was you
not Paul Gaughin
Who stopped my heart and then
Started my life over again

And if you feel as I do
That we've erased
the lines between reality
And all our painted dreams
Then take me down
to where the Gipsies sing
The songs their mothers knew
Tie bright ribbons in my hair
Lean on the wind and watch me
while I dance for you

And carry me off

to the rainforests
Of distant Camaroon
Tell me
that you've always know that
I am the Queen of Hearts
And the daughter of the moon