(Mary Chapin Carpenter)
Every heart has got a story
About love holding out a lure
Baby, when you've been that lonely
You just want a cure
Fool you once, you are forgiven
Fool you twice, you're just a fool
You fear the futures all been written
By the past, and what didn't last
Chorus:
All the better to dream of you
The better to be this side of heaven
Believing again when a dream comes true
The better to dream of you
Every story's got a chapter
That chapter will be defined
By what's before and what comes after
This one is mine
Everything that came before us
Wore me out and weighed me down
You raised me up like a gospel chorus
Rock steady on solid ground
Chorus:
The better to dream of you
The better to be this side of heaven
Believing again when some dreams come true
The better to dream of you
Like an old time tent revival I felt my heart come back alive
No preacher baby, no bible, just this love to testify
Chorus:
Oh, the better to dream of you
The better to be this side of heaven
Believing again some dreams come true
The better to dream of you
Chorus:
The better to dream of you
Yeah, stranger things they might have happened
Believing again that dreams come true
The better to dream of you
The better to dream of you
The better to be this side of heaven
Believing again some dreams come true
The better to dream of youUp on the withe varendaShe wears a nektie
and a panama het
Her passport shows a face
From another time and placeshe looks nothin' like that
And all the remnats of her
recent past are scatterd in the wild wind
she walks across the marblefloor
where a voice from the gambling room iscllin' her to come on in
she smiles
and walks the other way
as the last ship sails and the moon fades away
from the black diamond bay
As the mornin' light break open
the greek comes down and he asks fora robe and a pen that will write
,,pardon monsieur,, the desk clerk says
carrefully removes his fez
,,am I hearin' you rigth?,,
and as thje yellow fog is liftin'
the greek is quickly
headin' for the second floor
she passes him on the spiral staircase
thinkin' hes's the soviet ambassodor
she starts to speak but
he walks away
As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches way
on the black diamond bay
A soldier sits benaeth the fan
Doin' buissnes with a tiny manwho sells him a ring
Lighning strikes the lights blow outthe desk clerk wakesand begins to shout
Can you see anything
Then the greek apears on the second floor
in his bare feet and a
robe around his neck
while a looser in the gambling room lights up a candle says
open up another deck
but the dealer says
Atendez vous s'il vous plait
as the rain beats down and the cranes fly away
from the black diamond bay
the desk clerk heard the women laugh
as he looks around in the aftermath
and the soldier got tough
he tried to grab the womens handsaid her's a ring it cost a grand
she said
that ain't enough
then she ran upstairs to back her backwhile a horse drawn taxi
waited at the curb
she passed the door that the greek had looked
where a hand writen sign read
do not disturbshe kocked upon it anyway
as the sun went down and the music did playon the black diamond bay
I've got to talk to