In the early morning night   You stumble on in fright   Crying in a doorway   Like it's a righteous haunting   You recite your life   And stories of your dreams   And stories of your lovers   And stories of your kisses   And stories of your dreams   What far flung embrace   Did you wander from   What unseen disgrace calls you on   What sleep abandoned   Brought you to this place   With this talk of bended knees   And stories of your dreams   And stories of your lovers   And stories of your kisses   And stories of your dreams