Bruce Lee Band Dianna
There's a road between us
Tied up with two way traffic
So when I sleep, I sleep to dream
'Cause there I see you moving, untangled limbs like ribbon
Wrapped around this constant need
But the passing cars, they wake me
Smoke and horns and gas and hurry
And I don't think it's gonna stop
Oldest daughter of a suffering man
Who's only made himself crazed and in need
Do you think you could understand me?
Do you think you could understand me?
I don't understand these dreams
When I wake, I'm always here, never closer to you
And I don't think it's gonna stop
Dianna, Dianna, Dianna
How can so much grace fit inside just one body?
When you movŠµ, it's like a stream
All I want is to forget you
But I don't think it's gonna stop
