Mark Chesnutt - She dreams

^Dsus4Thirty years to ^Dday she's ^Dsus4been upon this ^Dearth And ^Dsus4she can't help but ^Dwonder what it's ^Gsus2all been worth ^G She ^Dsus4swears she loves those ^Dkids and she ^Dsus4doesn't mind that ^Dload But there ^Dsus4ain't much convers ^Dation with a ^Gsus2three-year-old ^G She's ^Dsus4trapped inside these ^Dwalls A ^Dsus4prisoner in this ^Dfine suburban ^Gsus2home .^G..so

^G/BShe ^Cadd9dreams she ^C/Gdreams He'll come ^Dhome from work and ^Ccarry her a ^Gsus2way ^G And ^G/Bhe'll ^Cadd9see she ^Gneeds The ^Cman she's still in ^Dlove with when she ^Gsus2dreams ^G

And ^Dsus4he's proud of his ^Dwork and the ^Dsus4ladder that he's ^Dclimbed But ^Dsus4from that high-rise ^Doffice he can't ^Gsus2hear her ^Gcry ^Dsus4Ringing telephones and ^Dsus4decisions to be made ^Dsus4Even when he gets home he's so ^Gsus2far away ^G Then ^Dsus4he drifts off to ^Dsleep And ^Dsus4she enters her ^Dworld of make be ^Gsus2lieve ^G