I was born near the factory, where Henry wrote his name   Sometimes I could hear the whistle blow   My father pushed his headlights, through that northern English rain   He was proud of everything he drove      And mother's hair was fashioned, for that very special day   She cried on board the liner and tried to wave good-bye   Five weeks of remembering, those names we couldn't say   Staring at the South Pacific sky      I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers   I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers      I spend my time with schemers on the phone   But when I dream, I dream alone   I dream alone, I dream alone, I dream alone      As soon as we set foot on the sun-burnt land   The mountains all around us ran with fire   My family knew right then that our best laid plans   Would have to reach a lot higher      I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers   I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers      I spend my time with schemers on the phone   But when I dream, I dream alone   I dream alone, I dream alone, I dream alone      Rows of simple houses, kids out on the street   Windows all aglow from the brand new TV sets   Screen door always slamming in that endless summer heat   My father working late to pay his debts      My father working late to pay hid debts   Now my little boy is safe in the comfort of his bed   The monster he invented we both chased into the night   His puzzle lies in pieces by the book that we just read   The story of a man who touched the sky      I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers   I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers      I spend my time with schemers on the phone   But when I dream, I dream alone      I share my life with the immigrants and the ramblers   I drink my wine with the middlemen and the gamblers      I spend my time with schemers on the phone   But when I dream, I dream alone   I dream alone, I dream alone, I dream alone