| Daydream |
| (music r graber, words s macdonald) I can't stop this daydream in my life You dodge the edge of the daydream in my mind Why do you try to stop this good thing all the time Bigger, fatter, wider, deeper still I'd have my back against the wall be climbing up that hill I try to control the brushfire in my life You fan the flames of the brushfire ever higher You have always been very powerful to me Bigger, fatter, wider, deeper still I'd have my back against the wall be climbing up that hill |