The baby fell out of the swing
The three of us just watched her fall
well, there wasn't a baby at all
I didn't want you to meet
Then there we all were in the lift
and he gave you a housewarming gift
Better tell no one your dreams
Better tell no one your dreams
Tell them your secrets by all means
But better tell, better tell
Better tell no one your dreams
I wrote the best song in the world,
for a musical box and a bird
I'd forgotten the tune and the words
The flowers flying in the kitchen,
someone said let's bake some bread
But I misheard and I thought she said,
Better tell no one your dreams
Better tell no one your dreams
They'll try to tell you what it all means
So better tell, better tell no one your
I was front row at the show
There was your friend down the aisle
and I knew it was you all the while
And I loved you before I first met you
Adrift in your infinite charms
you were lying right here in my arms
Better tell no one your dreams
People get bored when they're bored
They get mean, so better tell
Better tell no one your dreams
Tell them your secrets, yeah,