II 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