Behind The Wall Of Sleep

She had hair like Jeannie Shrimpton back in 1965
 She had legs that never ended
 I was halfway paralyzed
 She was tall and cool and pretty and she dressed as black as coal
 If she asked me to I'd murder, I would gladly lose my soul
 Now I lie in bed and think of her
 Sometimes I even weep
 Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep
 Well she held a bass guitar and she was playing in a band
 And she stood just like Bill Wyman
 Now I am her biggest fan
 Now I know I'm one of many who would like to be your friend
 And I've got to find a way to let you know I'm not like them
 Now I lie in bed and think of her
 Sometimes I even weep
 Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep
 Now I lie in bed and think of her
 Sometimes I even weep
 Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep
 Got your number from a friend of mine who lives in your home town
 Called you up to have a drink
 Your roommate said you weren't around
 Now I know I'm one of many who would like to be your friend
 And I've just got to find a way to let you know I'm not like them
 Now I lie in bed and think of her
 Sometimes I even weep
 Then I dream of her behind the wall of sleep
 Behind the wall of sleep
 Behind the wall of sleep
 Behind the wall of sleep