I could build 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, it's at my beck and call Why do I live my life alone with nothing at all?
But when I dream, I dream of you Maybe someday you will come true When I dream, I dream of you Maybe someday you will come true
I can be the singer or the clown in any room I can call up 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 When I dream, I dream of you Maybe someday you will come true
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