Close your eyes and count to eight
No, don't, 'cause I can't wait
Everything's free in this field of fantasy

We can hear the singing sun
We can feel the air is soft
And whatever hurt we're wearing
Well, we'll just take it off
Well, we'll just take it off

And we'll say A, B, C, I've got a dream for you and me
Sweet as [bad word] When I'm with you 
You take me home 
Yeah I know that we can make it
To the starry skies
They shimmer like the love light 
In your eyes
 [bad word] on down with me [bad word] on down and dream [bad word] on down with me with me and dream

As I love that what you said
Falling on the featherbed
And the jealous rain watches through the window pane

In the quiet [bad word] Moments gather on a stream
When we tie them all together
Is our love happening
Is our love happening

And we'll say A, B, C, I've got a dream for you and me
Sweet as [bad word] When I'm with you 
You take me home 
Yeah I know that we can make it
To the starry skies
They shimmer like the love light 
In your eyes
 [bad word] on down with me [bad word] on down and dream [bad word] on down with me with me and dream

Close your eyes and count to eight
No, don't, 'cause I can't wait