When Dreams Come True Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

Nice girls are writing in journals 

Things they wish they'd done 

And all their bad sisters are walking high wires 

Counting the days in a month 

The awful truth doesn't bear thinking 

Nor does the half-baked lie 

They get their hopes dirty once in a while 

Wash them and hang them to dry 

Everyone's down except for the clowns 

And noah don't know where to go 

It's hell up in heaven, there's nothing much here 

And all the real men are below 

What happens when dreams come true? 

Will we know what to do 

When our dreams come true? 

So a saviour rolls in past the big sign 

That says "strangers - please turn round" 

The men tie him up to a feeding post 

And take his credentials down 

The sun beats rays on our salad days 

His lips get parched and dry 

The girls bring him drink with a giggle and a wink 

And his moment of glory expires 

What happens when dreams come true? 

Will we know what to do 

When our dreams come true? 

Mr.sandman can't believe it 

He thought he gave them what they needed 

You couldn't get no higher 

Than a handsome dark messiah 

But he's got one more trick up his sleeve, 

Before he gives up once again 

A siren goes off as she walks in 

As the cowboy lies dying in the dust 

She walks through the room where the gentlemen gather 

Surrounded by debris and rust 

She smoulders and steams, straight out of their dreams 

But no-one will talk to her first 

Big words are just words 

They're small and absurd 

She leaves and we all die of thirst 

What happens when dreams come true? 

Will we know what to do 

When our dreams come true?