I believe things are going wrong, And the night goes on and on, All your dreams have flown away, And the sun won't shine today The lights go down, One day,I gotta get out of here, I gotta make everything clear I gotta see you.

You've been talking in your sleep Every secret that you keep And I know you got a woman you've been dreaming of Every second of the night I've been holding on so tight Cause I know I'm not the woman you've been dreaming of How can you throw twenty years

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.

Oh, it's the same damn thing, wanting you in my dreams In the night, when a mist of sleep surrounds me You come to me and hold me tight, winding your body all around me And everywhere you touch I feel, that my love for you is much too real It's the same

We're only getting older baby And I've been thinking about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of Even when the

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

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

Ever so patiently Knowing that you wait for me Yeah, you're everything I've ever dreamed of having and It's everything I need from you just knowing that you wait for me What I'd give What I'd do You are not alone tonight Imagine me there by your side

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

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you