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