Oh, why could I knit the wings Of the blue-burned head 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 in its sting
She wraps sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?
She wraps 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 its steed
Now you know how happy
I can be
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without a dollar one to spend
But how much, baby, do we really need?
She wraps sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
Oh, what can it mean
Now to a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?
She wraps sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
Now to a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?
And a homecoming queen
Now to a daydream believer
To a daydream believer
To a daydream believer
To a daydream believer




David Trust
David Trust


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