Past five in the morning

Feeling worse for the weather it seems

But what a feeling

What an endless night this has been



And we can't stay here

'Cause we won't be forever young

We'll have to go down

Before innocence is lost



And I dream you're with me

You hold me sweetly

And rock me gently to sleep

In your arms



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



And there's more to life

Than thrills & spills & dollar bills

We'll have to get through

Some way some how



And I dream you're with me

You hold me sweetly

And rock me gently to sleep

In your arms