Everytime I Dream

    Everytime I dream, I keep seeing
    Streets and alleyways;
    Places that I’ve never known
    Everytime I dream, I am being
    Lifted to a height
    That I’m too frightened to go
    Then I wake up and find
    Everything’s the way it seemed –
    One night ago

    Everytime I sleep I keep hoping
    This’ll be the night
    Of nights that I see you again
    As I close my eyes, like crimson curtains
    Slowly rising – on an empty stage
    Then I’m back in the stalls
    Sitting all alone
    Waiting for the show to begin

    Everytime I dream I would often
    Find myself a’runnin
    From a wild pack o’ lies
    Till I reach a house and I hear
    The Judge upstairs
    And look for a place to hide
    But if I saw you there
    I wouldn’t dare dream again
    Of opening my eyes