daydream believer

oh i could hide 'neath the wings, of the blue bird as she sings, the six-o'clock alarm would never ring, but six rings and i rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes, the shaving 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 his steed, now you know how happy i can be, oh, our good times start and end, without all i want 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