In the early morning night
You stumble on in fright

Crying in a doorway
Like it's a righteous haunting
You recite your life

And stories of your dreams
And stories of your lovers
And stories of your kisses
And stories of your dreams
And stories of your lovers
And stories of your kisses
And stories of your dreams

What far flung embrace
Did you wander from
What unseen disgrace calls you on
What sleep abandoned
Brought you to this place
With this talk of bended knees

And stories of your dreams
And stories of your lovers
And stories of your kisses
And stories of your dreams
And stories of your lovers
And stories of your kisses
And stories of your dreams