When the morning sun streaks across my room,
and I?m wakin? up from another dream of you.
When I?m on the road once again it seems
all that?s left behind is a chain of broken dreams.
But you know I love you,
yes I love you.
Oh, I love you.
How I wish that love was all we need to live.
And if only I could find my way back to the time
when the problems of this life had yet not crossed your mind,
and all the answers could be found in children?s nursery rhymes.
I?d come runnin? back to you.
I?d come runnin? back to you.
But you know we can?t live on dreams alone,