Look at those dancers gliding around
 Seems if their feet
 Don't hardly touch the ground
 
Look at them smiling
 Like they knew one another
 And they never would come down
 
Turn around and hold me
 I'd like to see your face alone
 I'm hoping there's someone home
 
I'd like to meet you
 Who do you see?
 Introduce yourself to whichever of me is nearby
 
Close behind your eyes you're laughing at me
 And I'm stuck here with no instructions that I can see
 To steer by
 
Stick around it's tricky ground
 I'd like to see your face alone
 I'm hoping there's someone home
 
Two or three people fading in and out
 Like a radio station that I'm thinking about
 But I can't hear
 
Who gets breakfast? Who gets the lunch?
 Who gets to be the boss of this bunch?
 Who will steer?
 
Turning, turning
 To see your face alone
 I'm hoping there's someone home
 

Dream
 Do you dream
 Dreaming
 Do you?
 
Dream
 Do you dream
 Dreaming
 Do you?
 
In my dreams
 I can see, I can
 I can see a love
 That could be
 
In my dreams
 I can see, I can
 I can see a love
 That could be
 
In my dreams
 I can see, I can
 I can see a love
 That could be
 
In my dreams
 I can see, I can
 I can see a love
 That could be
 
In my dreams
 I can see, I can
 I can see a love
 That could be
 
In my dreams
 I can see, I can
 I can see a love