The view is special
And I love it so
But between me and that place
Some things need to change
But I can dream
And I can imagine
That this place that I see
Will be ever so grand.
Ever so grand
That place will be
Where the roses bloom
And all will be well
But when I arrive
What do I see
That this place of my dreams
Is not all that to be.
But how we all
Can dream of that place
Where things are so grand
And all is so swell
But when we arrive
And discover the truth
That whatever we had
Did the chore just as well.
