Don't you understand?
Fools like us are always dreaming.
And when you go to bed
And cover up your head
It's better if you try to stop
remembering.

And the world is slowly dawning
To wake up to a new clear morning.
Some of them just half your age
Get written off, page by page...

And the world is softly sleeping
While your fears are in their
keeping.
Don't you understand?