I can have a mansion that＇s higher than the trees
I could have all the gifts I want and never ask please
And I could fly to Paris, oh, that＇s at my beck and call
So why do I go through life with nothing at all
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday it 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 crowds insane
I can go to bed alone and never know her name
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday it will come true