I can't give you anything but love, baby. That's the only thing I've plenty of,baby. Dream awhile, scheme awhile We're sure to find Happiness and I guess All those things you've always pined for. Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, baby. Diamond

Loosen up and lose your mind You never know what you could find on the other side Oh oh, I'm dreaming up a world with you Oh oh, and all the things that we could do A hundred thousand butterflies Floating in the orange skies above my head All of the

When the day is through And they might come true Things never are As bad as they seem When you're feeling blue That's the thing to do Just watch the smoke rings

I wanna dream Leave me to dream But life ain’t what it seems Oh everything’s a mess And all these sorrows I have seen They lead me to believe That everything’s a mess But I wanna dream We all are living in a dream,

I can't give you anything but love, baby. That's the only thing I've plenty of,baby. Dream awhile, scheme awhile We're sure to find Happiness and I guess All those things you've always pined for. Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, baby. Diamond

Nowhere like I do That your parents don't The way that I do And all the things that I know They don't care like I do I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep 'Cause they only know what you let 'em see There's nowhere I'd rather be Saturday

I can't give you anything but love, baby. That's the only thing I've plenty of,baby. Dream awhile, scheme awhile We're sure to find Happiness and I guess All those things you've always pined for. Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, baby. Diamond

We'll find a way Let me be the one who shines with you I dream of you and all the things you say I wonder where you are now? Slide in baby together we'll fly Now that you're mine Of chasing the sun

'Cause life is like a slide show And all the things that I know Through all the highs and lows And all the things that I've seen And all the things that I dream You can't take away from me And all the places I go Hey, when I think about all my time and

If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why don't I dream anymore I'm in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up