Sweet Dreams کے بول

In my dreams I walk free All the lovely memories Green the fields, calm the sea Come and walk away with me Sun, air, breathe, clouds, rain, mist, fog, As we run back to our home Feel the wind, sense we're not alone From beneath and from within Unrest roars, a storm begins All these ghosts appear in my mind Signalling the end of my life Hands up as they wave goodbye And I step into the darkest of nights From my stomach deepest fear I will not get out of here -agaaaaaaaaaaaain-