Nanci Griffith
"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

[Incomprehensible] 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

I can be the singer

Or the clown in every room

I can even call someone

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

But when I dream

I dream of you

Maybe someday

You will come true