A man came to me in my sleep, and told me I was dead
I heard a shout, a girl cried out, and woke me in my bed
And then I woke and she's not there. It isn't right, it isn't fair
No-one's hurt and no-one died
No-one's poor or so it seemed
You and I could be intimately dangerous. I'll be with you, in my dreams
Captured by a photograph, a moment lost in time
Guilty of this thing I've done, and punished for my crime
And when the jailor turns the key. It isn't right, it wasn't me
Cause no-one's hurt and no-one died
And no-one's poor or so it seemed
But you and I could be intimately dangerous
I'll be with you, in my dreams
They take back cool their bombs and guns, and put them all away
One afternoon of silence, just to let the children play
And when the ceasefire turns to war. Another cause worth fighting for
Cause no-one's hurt and no-one died. And no-one's poor or so it seemed
But you and I could be intimately dangerous
I'll be with you, in my dreams
No-one's hurt and no-one died
No-one's poor or so it seemed
You and I could be intimately dangerous. I'll be with you, in my dreams
