1. SWEET DREAM

You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream,
Can't hear your daddy's warning cry.
You're going back to be all the things you want to be,
While in sweet dreams you softly sigh.

You hear my voice is calling
To be mine again,
Live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can

While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.
No time to understand
`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.
No one can see us in your sweet dream.

Don't hear you leave to start the car.
All wrapped up tightly in the coat you borrowed from me,
your place of resting is not far.
You'll hear my voice is calling

To be mine again,
Live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.

No time to understand,
`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.


2. 17

I remember when
We had a lot of things to do,
Impressed by all the words we read
And the heroes that we knew.
Climb on your your dream,
A dream of our own making
To find a place that we could later lose
to whatever time would bring.

We were seventeen
and the cakeman was affecting you,
moving you to greater things
(in a lesser way) you had to prove.
The clock struck summertime.
You were going round in circles now.
Wishing you were seventeen.
At twenty-one, it was a long time gone.

And now here you are.
You're locked in your own excuse.
The circle's getting smaller every day.
You're busy planning your next fifty years.
So stay the way you are
and keep your head down to the same old ground.
Just paint your picture boy until you find
a closed circle's better than an open line.

Yes stay the way you are.
I got a circle that's the same as yours.
It may be bigger, but I've more to lose.
Who is the luckier man me or you?