I have dreamt that i was flying Having wings of gold and trying To reach the thick clouds up high Where no one dwells Where no bird flies How i wish this could be true Living dreams of me and you I ask myself how am i to know? I could see flowers fields of green Could even hear the children scream As they run to catch the butterflies Then one falls and i hear cries How i wish this could be true Living dreams of me and you I ask myself How am i to know? Looking back at me The truth is all i see Looking back at me The truth dawns on me Dreamin on and on Dreamin on and on Closing my eyes, i realise Im dreamin on and on