Dreaming of someone,

As gentle as the dew.

Graceful as a someone can be.

Dreaming of someone,

And feeling very blue,

Because I know that someone isn't me.

And how I wish I could change myself.

Change to somebody new.

And how I long to exchange myself.

How I wish I were you.

Dreaming of making,

A garden in my mind,

Where poems grow like leaves on a tree.

Dreaming and waking,

And every time I find,

That extra special someone isn't me.

And how I wish I could change myself.

Change to somebody new.

And how I long to exchange myself.

How I wish I were you.