i can build the mansion that is higher than the trees
i could have all the gifts i want and never ask plz
i could fly to Paris oh that s at my beck & call
why do i live my life alone with nothing at all
*but when i dream i dream of u
maybe someday u will come true
but when i dream i dream of u
maybe someday u will come true*
i can be the singer or the clown in every room
i can call up someone to take me to the moon
i can put my make-up on & drive the man insane
i can go to bed alone & never know his name