It feels like when you have a dream
That reality just isn't right
I want to fly and shine and gleam
To travel time and see the light
I want to go to wizard school
Or fly in a blue police box
I want a chocolate swimming pool
And talk to my little pet fox
There must be reason for this thrill
This excitement when we dream
I'm pretty sure the dreams aren't real
But what do we know about this thing
Maybe we have it all switched up
And falling asleep is really
Waking up
