Eldorado Mix (Eldorado Overture Can't Get It Out Of My Head)

The dreamer, the unwoken fool.
In dreams, no pain will kiss the brow.
The love of ages fills the head.
The days that linger there in prayer and of burned out dreams.
The minutes calling through the years.
The universal dreamer rises up above his earthly burden.
Journey to the dead of night.
High on a hill in Eldorado...

Midnight on the water.
I saw the ocean's daughter.
Walking on a wave she came,
staring as she called my name.

And I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get her out of my head.

Breakdown on the shoreline,
pale moon, it's an ebbtide.
Morning don't get here till night,
searching for her silver light.

And I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get her out of my head, no no.

Bank job in the city of love.
Robin Hood and William Tell and Ivanhoe and Lancelot, they don't envy me.
Sitting till the sun goes down,
in dreams the world keeps going round and round.

And I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get her out of my head, no no.

No, I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get her out of my head, no no no no.

The dreamer, the unwoken fool.
High on a hill in Eldorado...