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