Words won't occur to me
   At half past three
   My reason die
   Why couldn't you make that choise
  
  
   Noise of life begins too soon
   I closed my eyes
   How could you be so cruel
   Sweet vision of mine
  
   And I keep dreaming of
   A million things
   And I keep dreaming of
   A million things
   They have wings
  
   I layed down my sleeping head
   Time burns away
   Let the living creatures lie
   Midnight visions awfully die
  
   And I keep dreaming of
   A Million Things
   And I keep dreaming of
   A Million Things