I used to dream myself to somewhere else each night
I dreamed in colour,
'cos I lived in black and white.
Until I chanced upon this road that led to you,
I couldn't see
How anything could be
.. Better than a dream
Stranger than my wild imagination
If this is a real sensation,
it's better than a dream.
Higher than the moon,
Hazy like a beautiful illusion.
Crazy and in confusion,
And better than a dream.
I used to wish I was beyond some distant door,
I knew there must be more to life
and now I'm sure.
No dreams of pirate caves,
or indian braves, or magic carpets could
Ever be this good,