Dream - Burton Cummings

Barbecue in thousand oaks

Couldn’t go, couldn’t face the folks

Tired of being the butt of jokes

I’ll stay home and dream

Burned my bridges on the phone

It doesn’t ring since I came home

Never been so on my own

I think it’s time to dream

Healing power like holy water

Held the kiss of the rich man’s daughter

Pretty lights, they tilt and swirl

Silent as a pictured girl

Who saw the light and stole your world

She took it for her dream