Night At The Johnstown Flood

Somewhere the gravel under the trees form a tunnel
Where the creatures greet us, maybe they need us
We don't see them anymore, cuz you and I
We covered out eyes, nothing dear is in our dreams there
Something old you left in me

Somewhere waiting, a person, conditions
Less star watching, dream walking
Can stay up all night and I don't see you anymore
The sun's so bright, try some shade for a while
Nothing to hold to in our dreams
There's something old a part of me