Just give me your hand and we will wend our way
Give me a dream I can dream and then take away
Who wants it all a bed of Roses anyway?
And who wants the dreams that you dream
to be every day happenings
Who wants it all a bed of Roses anyway?
All that is mine is my mother and father's line
and the day and evening time
It's such a fine little line
Caught up in the hall of time
then the day and the evening collide
That's when your memories catch fire
Without those memories you'd be a soulless child
pounding on the door
Like a lost lover
scrounging on the shore
All the young girls giggle and walk
All of the boys snigger and stalk
All of their lives part of the storyline
Trouble and pain between the heart and the brain
Then the day and the evening collide
That's when your memories catch fire
Without those memories you'd be a soulless child
Pounding on the door
Like a lost lover
Scrounging on the shore
Give me a dream I can dream and then take away
Who wants it all a bed of Roses anyway?
And who wants the dreams that you dream
to be every day happenings
Who wants it all a bed of Roses anyway?
All that is mine is my mother and father's line
and the day and evening time
It's such a fine little line
Caught up in the hall of time
then the day and the evening collide
That's when your memories catch fire
Without those memories you'd be a soulless child
pounding on the door
Like a lost lover
scrounging on the shore
All the young girls giggle and walk
All of the boys snigger and stalk
All of their lives part of the storyline
Trouble and pain between the heart and the brain
Then the day and the evening collide
That's when your memories catch fire
Without those memories you'd be a soulless child
Pounding on the door
Like a lost lover
Scrounging on the shore