Daydream Believer

I could hide 'neath the wings

Of the bluebird as she sings

The six o'clock alarm would never ring

But it rings and I rise,

Wipe 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

But now you know how happy I can be

So our good times start and end

Without dollar one to spend

But how much baby do we really need?