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I could build the mansion that is higher than a dreams

 

I could have all the gifts I want  And never ask to please

 

I could fly to Paris

 

It's at my beck and call

 

Why do I live my life alone With nothing at all? 

 

But 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 

 

I can be the singer or the clown in any role 

 

I can call up someone to take me to the moon

 

Ican put my makeup on and drive the man 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

 

When I dream, I dream of you

 

Maybe someday you will come true 

 

 

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