There was a time and place 

Not far from here and now 

Maybe a brighter day 

Maybe they had it made somehow 

Living for there and then 

Under a psychadelic spell 

No one was listening 

Still they had so much to tell 



Whatever happened to the dreamers 

They always look beyond the sky 

Saw a world they could believe in 

But only when they close their eyes 



There were the politcians 

Men of the cloth, painters and poets 

Starting a revolution 

Without even knowing it 

Making the world around us 

Making heaven and hell 

Saying so much about us 

Still they had so much to tell 



Whatever happened to the dreamers 

They always looked beyond the sky 

Saw a world they could believe in 

But only when they close their eyes 



Where are they now 

They've all left town 

Bringing the clouds 



Whatever happened to the dreamers 

They always look beyond the sky 

Saw a world they could believe in 

But only when they close their eyes 

But only when they close their eyes 



Why are we on our own, why are we on our own 



Nothing's ever been this way before 

A dream is just a dream and nothing more 

Nothing's ever been this way before 

A dream is just a dream and nothing more