Suzanne Vega did it in 1990 with a Grammy-award winning album (Days of Open Hand) that went a little further from her acoustic roots and more to piano and organ music. And, at the time, I liked it, but didn't love it. Some songs, however, jumped out at me and wouldn't let go. Even 25 years later, this song, which was not released as a single, but was the lead song on the album, still haunts me. There's no video, but you can hear the richness of the song, the layers, the depth. Lyrically, it's about dreams, but it's also a scary, haunting song about being a daughter having bad dreams.
This is a live version from Sessions on West 54th. It's quieter and doesn't have the pipe organ part (clearly replaced with a concertina). It's slightly less haunting, but well performed.
As Suzanne Vega has commonly done, she's gone back and, rather than just release a greatest hits album, and rerecorded and reinvented her songs. This one was done in a completely different key, and only acoustic, with a mandolin accompaniment replacing the organ.