when i was young

tucked in the bed

just like a dream

you crept into my head

they're always looking for something

they're always waiting close

where have you gone

out there alone

returned the calls

we sent letters from home

they're always looking for something

they're always waiting close

but all you can do is wait till they come through

you know they will

and when its over you feel much older

you've had your fill

we weren't like that

like all of those

i remember when you showed me all your clothes

but they're always looking for something

they're always waiting close

but all you can do is wait till they come through

you know they will

and when its over you feel much older

you've had your fill


more