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