In My Dreams

A man came to me in my sleep, and told me I was dead.
I heard a shout, a girl cried out, and woke me in my bed.
And then I woke and she's not there.
It isn't right, it isn't fair.

No-one's hurt and no-one died.
No-one's poor or so it seemed.
You and I could be intimately dangerous.
I''ll be with you, in my dreams.

Captured by a photograph, a moment lost in time.
Guilty of this thing I've done, and punished for my crime.
And when the jailor turns the key.
It isn't right, it wasn't me.

Cause no-one's hurt and no-one died.
And no-one's poor or so it seemed.
But you and I could be intimately dangerous.
I''ll be with you, in my dreams.

They take back cool their bombs and guns, and put them all away.
One afternoon of silence, just to let the children play.
And when the ceasefire turns to war.
Another cause worth fighting for.

Cause no-one's hurt and no-one died.
And no-one's poor or so it seemed.
But you and I could be intimately dangerous.
I''ll be with you, in my dreams.
No-one's hurt and no-one died.
No-one's poor or so it seemed.
You and I could be intimately dangerous.
I''ll be with you, in my dreams.