Ég auglýsti einu sinni eftir þessu lagi af plötunni The Return of Roger Miller, en engin gaf sig fram. Ég gafst samt ekki upp og nú á ég alla plötuna - og þetta dásamlega lag.

Ég er búin að vera í skýjunum í allan dag, ekki lítið sem ég er búin að leita að þessu í gegnum tíðina. Roger Miller er snillingur.

Well I guess I better go and sit down by the phone
She's about call me saying she's alone
And wishes she could come back in
Ha, there I go dreamin' again

Here I sit waiting for the mail to run
To bring me a letter from my sweet, sweet one
But deep inside I know it's pretend
There I go dreamin' again

Yeah there I go makin' up things in my mind
Things like our love didn't end
But show me a law that says my lonely heart can't pretend
Now and then

Sittin' here waitin' for the mail to run
To bring me a letter from my sweet, sweet one
But deep inside I know its pretend
There I go dreamin' again

There I go makin' up things in my mind
Things like our love didn't end
But show me a law that says my lonely heart can't pretend
Now and then

Sitting here waiting for the mail to run
To bring me a letter from my sweet, sweet one
But deep inside I know it's pretend
There I go dreamin' again
Yeah there i go dreaming again
I'm just a silly fool
There I go dreaming again
There, I'm just dreaming again
What a fool I am to sit around..

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