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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 is 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 is forgotten
Will there still be someone there for me
For me
For me
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 is 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 is forgotten
Will there still be someone there for me
For me
Promises is for me
Promises is for me
