Daydream Believer - Classics IV

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings

The six o’clock alarm would never ring

But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes

My shavin' razor’s cold and it stings

Cheer up, 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 a steed

Now you know how happy I can be

Oh, and our good times start and end without dollar one to spend

But how much, baby, do we really need?

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean

Oh, what can it mean

To a daydream believer

And a homecoming queen

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean

Oh, what can it mean

To a daydream believer

And a homecoming queen

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean

Oh, what can it mean

To a daydream believer

And a homecoming queen