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?

This story is old, I know, but it goes on
This story is old, I know, but it goes on

Goes on...

Morrissey & Johnny Marr
The Smiths, "Strangeways, Here We Come" 1987