oh at night when i sleep oh the dreams come to me make me believe that my life is not my own and if life were like my dreams oh the things i would see i would be so much braver than i know no i cant understand what it means to be a man and to lead a woman from her home and if love were indeed all the things i believe then i guess i would never feel alone oh will i never know if this city never sleeps does that mean that no one dreams if thats so then i guess im coming home