When your love comes home in a body bag
Or the memories start to fade
When the man with the gun draws faster than you can
Or the pages burn away
We'll play keep away from the sand man
Til the bad dreams are all gone
Stay inside, stay alive
While the night just rolls along
We'll find safety in the moon light
With your hands still cold in mine
Everyone else can go to Hell
Because I'm drawing a line in your dreams
Around you