Sweet dreams
is what he said as he went underground away from me into the dark
Forced me
from all my innocence into the very ordinary day today.

Watch and wait and see what comes
From the Soul of the man who is uncertain
When the sand washes out to the sea... when the dreams fall away
and the promises forgotten
will there still be someone there for me... for me

He sings and
with his hands he holds a microphone and speaks so loud for all to hear

I’d give
whatever is left of all the work I’d do my hands are tired from
all the years

See and wait and look I will

With the soul of the man who is uncertain
When the sand washes out to the sea
When the dreams fall away and the promises forgotten
Will there still be someone there for me

With the soul of the man who is uncertain
When the sand washes out to the sea
When the dreams fall away and the promises forgotten
Will there still be someone there for me... for me... for me

With the soul of the man who is uncertain
When the sand washes out to the sea
When the dreams fall away and the promises forgotten
Will there still be someone there for me
For me... promises for me... promises for me