I've had two, both are kinda weird.

The first one kept on happening when I was four/five? Dunno. Anywho, it was of a classic fifties comic book feel: dot illustrations, wacky dialoges, etc. Of course I can't remember much now, but one of the most vivid pieces is when I saw this diver in a yellow suit and diving bell swim though an ocean with softly undulating seeweed. And this submarine darker than the ocean just hovering there as the diver swam. For some odd reason I remember this scene when I hear "Eye In The Sky"...

The second one was whenever we went to the beach, which was fairly common when I was in my youth. The night after we went, I would dream in black and white [a very rare occurance period], me falling through the sky while I heard a voice whisper to me. I would usually wake up from that nightmare, but one day it was going on, and I landed in a big fluffy haystack. When I got out of it, it was back in vivid color. The entire scene backed off, and the phrase "The End" was written in big cursive letters. I never had that dream again.