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

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, 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