Helen Reddy When I Dream
I could have 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, oh, it's at my beck and call
Why do I go through life, with nothing at all?
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday, you will come true
'Cause when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday, you will come true
I can be the singer, or the clown, in every room
I can even call someone, to take me to the moon
I can put my makeup on, and drive the men insane
I can go to bed alone, and never know his name
But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday, you will come true
'Cause 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
