Against a woolen sweater that was blue
Thats all that I remember of you
Before you learned to walk, I learned to run
I guess the ants really go marching one by one
When a train rolls in, the doors open, I get in
Last night I had a pleasant nightmare
there's an ocean formed outside my bedroom door
on the sleepless nights I listen to it roar
there's a road too long to walk, to steep to climb
at the end of it, is what you left behind
and when that train rolls in
the doors open, don't get in
last night I had, a pleasant nightmare