You made me forget my dreams
when I woke up to you sleeping
we had peace for a night at least
but the trouble starts today...
this morning you'll say
"I'll see you sometime, maybe" and I
fall back to uneasy sleep

You made me forget my dreams,
I was building a space rocket
with the boy who played bass guitar
with the boy who's wearing flares
he didn't care...
he lit the fuse and ran for a mile
the space rocket went up in style
the space rocket went up in style

I'll lend you two hundred quid
for a flight across the ocean,
maybe things will look better there
because they couldn't be much worse
than tears and a curse
for men with guns, maturing in age
will always pay a shitty wage
they'll always pay a shitty wage

You made me forget my dreams
when I woke up to you sleeping
there was blood on the sheets again
and the view outside the window
of gardens in bloom
obscured by all the trouble we had
I think I better make a move
I think I better make a move...