He is coming down with some kind of cold, she's running round 
He's feeling old, he needs the rest, but she wants more 
And then he blows like a hurricane and tears pour out and fall like rain 
But she'll keep holding on 'cause it's all that she wants 
And she's dreaming sweet dreams tonight 
And with a smile that says for him she's heaven sent 
She's dreaming sweet dreams tonight 
Like a wagon wheel you make me feel 
You spin me round, like I was your clown 
She is going down 
Down to the other side of town 
With open eyes that see the truth but can't see more 
'Cause he might blow like a hurricane 
And tears pour out and fall like rain 
Ooh, you, you, you've got your hooks in me 
But, oh, I'd never want for you to set me free, keep a hold on me 
And she hopes that he'll be coming 
And he hopes she knows that he'll come running 
You've got to take yourself to take the blows 
Like you have a hundred times before 
And dream those sweet dreams tonight