Dream On

Dream On

What do you want little girl?

And what are you expecting from this world?

Are you dreaming of a handsome young prince?

On a white steed helping a girl in need?

Or do you see your name in lights

On your dark nights

Admired and adored?

Dream, dream away little girl

'Cause you've not got a hope in hell.

Don't you dare try to crawl out of your shell!

I can hear you saying, "She's just bitter and tired,

That Cupid's arrow missed and twisted her inside."

Well you may be right but then you may be wrong,

And if you're wrong, you'd miss the rest of my song.

And all I'm really trying to say

Is that I cannot bear to see you dream your life away.

Dream, dream away, dream on.

Till you want to know why.

And you want to know how.

And you want to know why.

And you want to know now.

Know right now that you are valuable.

Know right now that you do not have a price.

Know right now that you don't have to be nice.

Do you think that if I work away all week

And then give away my hard-earned money

Trying to look chic

And then give it all away

In honour of a scene

From a book or a film or a magazine,

That one day I too might get to live in style

And smile like the Dream-pushers do?

Dream on.

Dream away.

Dream all your life away.

Dream on.

Till you want to know why.

And you want to know how.

And you want to know why.

And you want to know now.

Know right now that you are valuable.

Know right now that you've got nothing to prove.

Know right now that there's no way you're gonna lose.

I used to follow astrology and rumour

And get by on a wicked sense of humour.

And hope one day my life would just change

Without thought movement effort or pain.

But then I also thought my dreams were my own

Not dished out like drugs to zombies and clones,

By graven image makers who set my heart on fire

And paralyse my will with their desire

So I dream on.

Dream away.

Dream all my life away.

Dream on.