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 wont 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 you 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
and there's more to life
than thrills & spills & dollar bills
we'll have to get through
some way & some how
I dream, you're with me...etc