Past five in the morning Feeling worse for the weather it seems But what a feeling What an endless night this has been And we can't stay here 'Cause we won't be forever young We'll have to go down Before innocence is lost And I dream you're with me You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms I've been getting used to all the crying And the games that you play And if I carry on I'm gonna end up with a Hole in my head And there's more to life Than thrills & spills & dollar bills We'll have to get through Some way some how And I dream you're with me You hold me sweetly And rock me gently to sleep In your arms