The sandman´s on the run 
and the night is white as milk 
yet entering into a dream 
to a surface soft as silk 

You are talking in my dream 
silently but still I feel 
you´re looking for a place to hide 
and this shade seems to appeal 

Sailing on a little raft 
among the roaring waves 

We once were very close 
like fire and ice 
we danced as nights drifted away 
together telling lies 

But how you lingered 
through all these years 
I never seem to let you go 
I´ll always see you through the tears 

Sailing on a little raft 
among the roaring waves 

Lights lights did you see it through your window 
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world 

Lights lights did you see it through your window 
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world 
. . . . .from it´s world 

Whatever happened that night 
when you were entering the light 
absorbing you´re minds misery 
as a consequence of your life 

Sailing on a little raft 
among the roaring waves 

Lights lights did you see it through your window 
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world 

Lights lights did you see it through your window 
bright lights flashing pictures from it´s world 
. . . . .from it´s world