Lyric

A dry wind blows in this rusted town where steam rises

The wind is still blowing in this town where I met you

Sitting on a broken bench and shooting the breeze

Lie down on the beach and look up at the night sky

Talking about blue dream with a cheap beer

You are traveling. Looking for a new dream. Never-ending journey

We'll meet again. Let's have a blue dream together then. I'm wating

I'm always in this town. In this rusted town

Lie down on the beach and look up at the night sky

Talking about blue dream with a cheap beer

Lie down on the beach and look up at the night sky

Talking about blue dream with a cheap beer