Even the loser likes to dream 
Sometimes my lips pretend that they're touching yours again 
Then with open arms 
I whisper your name 
Then my misty eyes grow dim for 
I know that you're with him 
But even the loser likes to dream 
Even the loser still dreams of his old sunshine 
I close the curtains every time it rains 
I know that it's no use 
I should turn your mem'ry loose 
But even the loser likes to dream [ steel ] 
Even the loser... 
Yes even the loser likes to dream