Lyrics

Dream Girl – sits on a swing
Howls at the moon – writes her own tune
Dying to be loved in her dream world

Small child – innocence squared
Talks to the trees – smiles at the breeze
Used to love to watch you, while you dreamed girl

Like a closed up tulip waiting for its moment
Buttoned down, aroused, trying not to show it
Dream girl, we’re two of a kind
Take my hand and we’ll walk the plank together

Lean girl, gave me the means
You were the one, at least that’s how it seemed
A lonely apparition in my day’s dream

Who knows what might be?
Maybe this time, I’ll find the perfect rhyme
A mother of invention to my dream world
We can dream together in the real world

© Jerry Velona 2007 Christopher Robin Music BMI