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