Primary - Morgan Studio Outtake Sept 1980

The innocence of sleeping children
 dressed in white and slowly dreaming
 stops all time
 i slow my steps and start to blur
 so many years have filled my heart
 i never though i'd say those words
 Further we go
 and older we grow
 the more we know
 the less we show
 The very first time i saw your face
 i thought of a song and quickly changed the tune
 the very first time i touched your skin
 i thought of a story and rushed to reach the end too soon
 Oooh remember
 please don't change
 And so the fall came thirteen years
 a shiny ring and how i could forget your name
 the air no longer in my throat
 another perfect lie is choked
 but it always feels the same
 So they close together
 dressed in red and yellow
 innocent forever
 sleeping children in their blue soft rooms
 still dream...