// I could build the mansion that is higher than the trees I could have all the gifts I want and never ask to leave I could fly to Paris. It's at my beck and call, Why do I live my life alone with nothing at all But when I dream, I dream of you, Maybe someday you will come true. When I dream, I dream of you Maybe someday you will come true I can be the singer or the clown in any role I can call..