And woke up alone And it's all because I dreamt of you What a wonderful tone To bring you back home My nose is burning Too much cocaine Got caught in Brooklyn With gasoline backed up with cellophane I'm in need of moderation

If you're lost and alone Or you're sinking like a stone May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground and (No one's ever gonna stop us now) Well I woke up to the sound of silence the cars Were cutting like knives in a fist fight And I found you