Lyrics:

I can have a mansion that's higher than the trees
I could have all the gifts I want and never ask please
And I could fly to Paris, oh, that's at my beck and call
So why do I go through life with nothing at all

But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday it will come true

I can be the singer or the clown in every room
I can even call someone to take me to the moon
I can put my makeup on and drive the crowds insane
I can go to bed alone and never know her name