"Daydream Believer"
(J. Stewart)
Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as it sings
The six-o-clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise
Wash the sleep out of my eyes
My shaving razor's cold and it stings
Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh what can it mean to a
Daydream believer and a homecoming queen
You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy
Life can be
And our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend
But how much baby do we really need