We were in a dream, making love unto a sky That didn't want to know Trade was on my mind, whoa-oh Hand you over for a lung full of breath For a pearl full of sea, for a soul full of heart They could never feel all the colours of the day They didn't want to show Leave it all behind, whoa-oh Pass you over for a hand full of doubt For a shoe full of sand For A Hope Full Of Holes Flashbacks come in the middle of the night Comfort me till the morning light 'Cos I'm working, you know I'm working