One cold evening
The world stood still
I watched as I held my breath
silhouette I thought I knew
Came through
Someone spoke to me
Whispered in my ear
This fantasy's for you
Fantasies are real this year.

My whole life flashed before my eyes
I thought what they say is [bad word] I shed my skin and my disguise
And cold, numb and naked I emerged from my cocoon
And a half-remembered tune
Played softly in my head
It said.

(spoken)
Lessons known
We dare expect from anything as arbitrary as life
And the [bad word] is simply that it's over.

I realise this miracle is due
I then gave this melody to you
I realise this miracle is due
I then gave this melody to you.

But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air.

I realise this miracle is due
I then gave this melody to you
I realise this miracle is due
I then gave this melody to you.

But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air.

And I realise this miracle is due
I then gave this melody to you.

But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air.

Oh it feels like I'm everywhere
Oh it feels like I'm everywhere
It's just my second skin.