And when the day begins I need her to begin me 

She's hell-for-leather when I let her see what's in me 

It's so addicting there's no predicting what's she's going to do or say 

By the gods that made her I can't persuade her but she'll do it for me anyway 



She isn't real 

No, I've never met her 

Simply a hope, perchance to dream 

Ah but still, I can't forget her 

Hope springs eternal it would seem 



Sadly a fiction my predilection for her arrival 

She'll smile politely then only slightly to my would-be rival 

There's no denying that I am dying for a chance to be her faith 

It's almost tragic to hope for magic but still something in me waits 



She isn't real 

No, I've never met her 

Simply a hope, perchance to dream 

Oh, but still I can't forget her 

Hope springs eternal it would seem 



She isn't real 

No, I've never met her 

Simply a hope, perchance to dream 

Ah but still, I can't forget her 

Hope springs eternal it would seem