I could have a mansion
That is higher than the trees
I could have all the gifts I want
And never ask please
I could fly to Paris, oh,
That's at my beck and call
Why do I go through life
With nothing at all?
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true
I can be the singer
Or the clown in every room
I can even call someone
To take me to the moon
I can put my makeup on
And drive the men insane
I can go to bed alone
And never know his name
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true