the smiths
last night i dreamt that somebody loved me
Last night I dreamt That somebody loved me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm  Last night I felt Real arms around me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm  So, tell me how long Before the last one? And tell me how long Before the right one?  The story is old, I know But it goes on The story is old, I know But it goes on  Oh, goes on And on Oh, goes on And on