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

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