I know that I'm free without ya
But something 'bout it
Something 'bout it's wrong
I had another dream about ya
Oh, your hair and
You were wearing that long yellow dress
The one I loved the best
You could almost see right through
That long yellow dress
Good lord, I must confess
Don't know what I'm bound to do
Free (Free)
I thought that I
Would be my best
I see (See) now
I'd rather be
Inside that dream, I guess
I hear that you're good without me (That's good)
You're seeing someone and getting on and
I wonder what you hear about me
That I'm lost and, boy, it cost me
I'm fine, more or less
I plan to leave the nest
Get someplace to call my own
But that long yellow dress
I wish I could forget
But something 'bout it feels like home
Free (Free)
I thought that I
Would be my best
I see (See) now
I'd rather be
Inside that dream, I guess
Why wait for summer?
Why wait for spring?
Why wait when you can wear it for me now?
Why make me suffer?
Why make me beg?
Gotta see you in that long yellow dress somehow
That long yellow dress
I wish I could forget
But something 'bout it feels like home
Free (Free)
I thought that I
Would be my best
I see (See) now
I'd rather be
Inside that dream, I guess
Free (Free)
I thought that I
Would be my best
I see (See) now
I'd rather be
Inside that dream, I guess
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