Quincy jones explores the music of henry mancini

Young lonesome soldier, sleeping in the rain Far from home Half a child, half a hero Tossed by the times, caught in the winds Dream, lonesome soldier, weary of the rain Dream of home Someone's son,...

I'm in Dreamsville, holding you I'm dreaming you, just we two alone In love in Dreamsville, time is new We're here to love and we do We can see the rest of the world Below us from our pink cloud...