Hear the whistle blow It echoes down my soul It's something I have always known Nothing sounds so sad A cry to the unknown The fundamental sigh of all who've gone this way before Lay me down to sleep Come and comfort me I'll sleep in peace In a house of broken dreams I'm old enough to know That dreams are quickly spent Like a pouring rain on warm cement Or fingerprints in dust Nectar on the wind Save them for tomorrow and tomorrow lets you down again Lay me down to sleep Come and comfort me I'll sleep in peace In a house of broken dreams Give me the reasons to go on Soften the sorrow that shatters and bends And mend broken dreams Sentimental hearts Hungry for the past Penniless at the wishing-well Memories will last And cover certain scars Acquired in the daily grind of being what we are Lay me down to sleep Come and comfort me I'll sleep in peace In a house of broken dreams