Lyrics:

Bill deesThere’s a place I call sleepy hollowWhere I go when you’re not aroundThere’s a brook running clear in the meadowI lose my blues in it’s soundThe wind and the trees from the hollowWhisper secrets of life in my earWhen I lay down in their shadowsI dream that you’re still hereThe bubbling babbling brook is your laughterThe wind blowing softly,your touchI’ve found the one thing I’m afterYour love, your love means so muchUntil you say that you love meAnd make all my dreams come trueI’ll go down to my sleepy hollowAnd dream my dreams of youI’ll go down to my sleepy hollowAnd dream my dreams of you