Fantasy Girl

I know a girl whose head is in a twirl

She has her own lovely little world

And cause she likes me I get to look inside

And when I do the things that I see

Like trips to Spain and houses in the trees

Makes me wish that my mind was just as free

So baby, I know it's fun to play

And let your thoughts drift away

Dreamer, that's what you are

Schemer, you've run a little too far

You say you love Beethoven before we made him a star

Dreamer, it's been much too long

Schemer, since he came along

There's no sense in wishing that Beethoven would write you a song

So baby, I know it's fun to play

And let your thoughts drift away

I know a girl, whose head is in a twirl

She has her own lovely little world

And 'cause she likes me I get to look inside