I used to dream myself to somewhere else each night I dreamed in colour ’cos I lived in black and white. Until I chanced upon this road that led to you I couldn’t see How anything could be .. Better than a dream Stranger than my wild imagination If this is a real sensation it’s better than a dream. Higher than the moon Hazy like a beautiful illusion. Crazy and in confusion And better than a dream. I used to wish I was beyond some distant door I knew there must be more to life and now I’m sure. No dreams of pirate caves or Indian braves or magic carpets could Ever be this good Chorus And better than a dream.