when i was young    tucked in the bed    just like a dream    you crept into my head    they're always looking for something    they're always waiting close    where have you gone    out there alone    returned the calls    we sent letters from home    they're always looking for something    they're always waiting close    but all you can do is wait till they come through    you know they will    and when its over you feel much older    you've had your fill    we weren't like that    like all of those    i remember when you showed me all your clothes    but they're always looking for something    they're always waiting close    but all you can do is wait till they come through    you know they will    and when its over you feel much older    you've had your fill