Lights

The sandman´s on the run
and the night is white as milk
yet entering into a dream
to a surface soft as silk

You are talking in my dream
silently but still I feel
you´re looking for a place to hide
and this shade seems to appeal

Sailing on a little raft
among the roaring waves

We once were very close
like fire and ice
we danced as nights drifted away
together telling lies

But how you lingered
through all these years
I never seem to let you go
I´ll always see you through the tears

Sailing on a little raft
among the roaring waves

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world
. . . . .from it´s world

Whatever happened that night
when you were entering the light
absorbing you´re minds misery
as a consequence of your life

Sailing on a little raft
among the roaring waves

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world

Lights lights did you see it through your window
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world
. . . . .from it´s world