Pat Garvey Well somewhere the sun today's soakin' up a cornfield dry But it's shining a love song on some snowy clouds And I know my fingerprints will be brushed away By the hard plate every day of the century But the other night when you cried and you woke me up Just to tell me of your bad dream I held you close to be of some avail Tryin' to hold the wind up with a sail We turned again and stood upon that gentle land It's a vulnerable drum of old moss and sand We could rise up another hot naked wall if we stand tall We can face it again, it's the same old wind But last night when you cried and woke me up Just to tell me it's all a bad dream I tried to hold you to be of some avail Like tryin' to hold the wind up with a sail Whenever you cry and wake me up and tell me you know That it's all a bad dream I want to be there to hold you to be of some avail Tryin' to hold the wond up with a sail