Your coat on the chair Still warm from the hall I count the cracks In the paint by the wall Your keys in the bowl Like bones in a dream I read your note Then I fold the seam If I close my eyes Will you come back clean? If I hold my breath Will it turn serene? Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Come back to me Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams In the high black sea Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Stay in my hands Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Till morning lands The mirror keeps A second face Your shadow moves Through the empty place I chase that trace Down the stairwell glow Past the trash-bin rain And the locked front door If I call your name Will the dark reply? If I touch the glass Will it split the sky? Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Come back to me Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams In the high black sea Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Stay in my hands Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Till morning lands And if you drift Past my reach tonight Leave one small spark In the window light I’ll keep the gate I’ll keep the flame I’ll say your name I’ll say your name Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Come back to me Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams In the high black sea Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Stay in my hands Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams Till morning lands
