Past five in the morning Feeling worse for the weather it seems But what a feeling What an endless night this has been, woah
And we can't stay here 'Cause we wont be forever young We'll have to go down For innocence is lost
And I dream you're with me You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms Woah, woah
I've been getting used to all the crying And the games that you play And if I carry on I'm gonna end up with A hole in my head, ooh
And there's more to life Than thrills and spills and dollar bills We'll have to come through Some way some how
And I dream I'm with you You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms
I dream you're with me You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms Woah, woah
And I dream I'm with you You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms
I dream you're with me You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms Ooh woah, woah
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