Dreams

The break of day - I lift my head

I leave the bed and go to work

Bycicle - Streets in town

Rainy day is falling down

It's maybe impossible

But I've got dreams dreams

I may be an optimist

But I've got dreams dreams

Dreams o Dreams o Dreams o

I'm fourty one and in a month

I'm fourty two - I'm still with you

The second child's a mistery

The first one, she looks like me

She's living in the 'Why Tree'

(why tree?)

It's maybe impossible

But I've got dreams dreams

I'm maybe impossible

But I've got dreams dreams

Ho lo lo di do lo do

Ho ho ho lo lo wo ho ho o

I lift my hand - The work is done

It's 6 o'clock - I go back home

I eat my food - Go to bed

Rest my head - The day is done