I used to dream myself to somewhere else each night,
I dreamed in colour, 'cause I lived in black and white,
Until I chanced upon this road that led to you,
I could not see, how anything could be...

Better than a dream, stranger than my wild imagination,
If this is a real sensation
It's better than a dream.
Higher than the moon, hazy like a beautiful illusion,
Crazy and in confusion
And better than a dream.

I used to wish I was beyond some distant door,
I knew there must be more to life and now I'm sure,
No dream of pirate caves or indian braves,
Or magic carpets could ever be this good.

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[Instrumental break]

Higher than the moon, hazy like a beautiful illusion,
Crazy and in confusion
And better than a dream.