Lyrics:

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what's my pleasure
A movie or a measure?

I'll have a cup of tea
And tell you of my dreaming

Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

I don't want to live on charity
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me

We just walk on by
We just keep on dreaming

Feet, feet, walking a two mile
Meet, meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met him
I'll never forget him

Dream, dream, even for a little while
Dream, dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away
Oooh, radiate

I sit by and watch the river flow
I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own
Something you can have and hold

I'd build a road in gold
Just to have some dreaming

Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming is free