When the mellow moon begins to beam Every night I dream a little dream And of course Prince Charming is the theme The he, for me. Although I realize as well as you It is seldom that a dream comes true, To me it's clear That he'll appear. Some day he'll

The man I love When the mellow moon begins to beam, Every night I dream a little dream, And of course Prince Charming is the theme, The he for me. Although I realize as well as you It is seldom that a dream comes true, To me it's clear That he'll appear.

Dreams are made for children Dim the light, little man And tonight, little man On a ship of dreams you'll sail And a dream is a fairytale You don't need a magic wand To see all that lies beyond If you just believe in fairyland Fairyland appears

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

Baby won't you dance with me Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt And all is darkness in my room Baby take a chance I'm feeling kind of hurt I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere Standing here with nothing to do Wondering if I really love you, oh oh I guess that I do I know we have a chemistry This combination's heavenly I close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday I wish that I was

That nothing's ever out of reach So dream, dream, dream Whoa, you got my head in the clouds Whoa, you got me thinking out loud The more you dream about me the more I believe Whoa oh, your thoughts are gonna pick me up Do me a favor And tell me what you

Where or when Can't remember When you're awake The things you think Come from the dream Thought has wings And lots of things

Our gift divine Some of us choose to live gracefully Some can get caught in the maze And lose their way home This is the life we belong to In the heart of your most solemn barren night When your soul's turned inside out Have you questioned all the