Once every night I dream

And use to fall asleep

The arms of fantasy

 

Sometimes I wake and find

The dream’s no longer in my mind

I turn my thoughts and suddenly

I am back in fantasy

 

I’d like to meet

I am jealous of myself in my dreams

I am good and I am loved

More than my reality

 

I am good and I am loved

More than my reality

 

In my dreams I have a chance

I can do romance

I can sing and I can dance

In my fantasy

 

I have all the answers I need

I can speak philosophies

Everyone admires me

I am god in fantasy

 

I’d like to hear

The voice I make when I’m in my dreams

I am good and I am loved

Unlike my reality

 

I am good and I am loved

Unlike my reality

 

There would’ve been a part here

Where I open my mouth

And you would hear silver bells

 

My face would catch the light

And my shine would catch your eyes

And you would feel all is well

 

But I am not pretty

My voice is not pretty

And I cannot feel but hell

 

In my dreams

I am good

I am loved

In my fantasy

 

I can have what I want

I can be what I love

In my fantasy