At that point, I was about ready to go out to wherever I had to go to serve as a mediator so that I could get my hot little hands on a copy of the single. Finally, by the grace of all the deities, the single was released on Parlophone.
Then I had to fight yet another battle. I had to find a local record shop that would be willing to wrangle me a copy. This was in pre-internet days; so I could not jump online and place an order. I still needed a middleman in the form of a super cool music dealer.
Fortunately for me, the owner of Mohawk Music, which was upstairs from the deli where I worked in high school, promised me that she would work her magic and acquire the single for me. She kept true to her word, and shortly after its release, I owned my very own copy of this magical tune from two of my greatest idols.
Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine
Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
Loving you
Is a world that's strange
So much more than my heart can hold
Loving you
Makes the whole world change
Loving you, I could not grow old
No, nobody knows
When love will end
So till then, sweet friend ...
Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine
Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of ?
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine
Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
Loving you
Is a world that's strange
So much more than my heart can hold
Loving you
Makes the whole world change
Loving you, I could not grow old
No, nobody knows
When love will end
So till then, sweet friend ...
Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine
Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of ?
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
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