Daydream Believer - Anne Murray

Oh I could hide 'neath the wings of the blue bird as she sings

The six o’clock alarm would never ring

But it rings and we rise wipe the sleep out of our eyes

The shaving razor’s cold and it stings

Cheer up sleepy Jean Oh what can it mean

To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen

I once thought of you as a white knight on a steed

Now you know how happy we can be

Oh when our good times started then

Not a dollar one to spend

But how much baby do we really need