Every time I dream I keep seeing, streets and alleyways, places that I've never known, Every time I dream I am being, lifted to a height, that I too frightened to go, Then I wake up and find everything's away, it seems, one night ago, Every time I sleep I keep hoping, this would be the night of nights that I see you again, As I close my eyes like rims and curtains, slowly rising on an empty stage, Then I'm back in the stall sitting all alone waiting for the show to begin, Every time I dream I would often find myself running, From a wild pack of lice, 'Till I reach a house and hear the gurge upstairs, And look for a place to hide, But if I saw you there, I wouldn't dare dream again of opening my eyes,
Every time I dream I keep seeing, streets and alleyways, places that I've never known, Every time I dream I am being, lifted to a height, that I too frightened to go, Then I wake up and find everything's away, it seems, one night ago, Every time I sleep I keep hoping, this would be the night of nights that I see you again, As I close my eyes like rims and curtains, slowly rising on an empty stage, Then I'm back in the stall sitting all alone waiting for the show to begin, Every time I dream I would often find myself running, From a wild pack of lice, 'Till I reach a house and hear the gurge upstairs, And look for a place to hide, But if I saw you there, I wouldn't dare dream again of opening my eyes,
