I'm sure I dream every night,

I'm sure I dream every day.

I'm sure my dreams are not right,

I'm sure they'll never be okay.

I'm dreaming right now!

Of a paradise, miles high,

Built just as i would love it.

Yet it only makes me cry.

I once dreamed of happiness!

I think I always do.

But I'm old enough to know,

It will never be true.

Alas, dreams are like tea.

They entertain our simple thoughts.

Yet dreams, to me, will never be,

More than simple thoughts at all.