Such Small Hands

I think I saw you in my sleep, darling, I think I saw you in my dreams you were Stitching up the seams on every broken promise That your body couldn't keep I think I saw you in my sleep I thought I heard the door open, oh no, I thought I heard the door open but I only heard it close I thought I heard a plane crashing, but Now I think it was your passion snapping I think you saw me confronting my fear, it Went up with a bottle and went down with the beer and I think you ought to stay away from here There are ghosts in the walls and they Crawl in your head through your ear I think I saw you in my sleep, lover, I think I saw you in my dreams you were Stitching up the seams on every mangled promise That your body couldn't keep I think I saw you in my sleep