Daydream Believer

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.
 [Repeat and fade]