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 calls   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 man insane   I can go to bed alone   And never know his name