when i was young 

tucked in the bed 

just like a dream 

you crept into my head 

they're always looking for something 

they're always waiting close 

where have you gone 

out there alone 

returned the calls 

we sent letters from home 

they're always looking for something 

they're always waiting close 

but all you can do is wait till they come through 

you know they will 

and when its over you feel much older 

you've had your fill 

we weren't like that 

like all of those 

i remember when you showed me all your clothes 

but they're always looking for something 

they're always waiting close 

but all you can do is wait till they come through 

you know they will 

and when its over you feel much older 

you've had your fill