To write a book, I know
You must imagine
Things that aren't so

I played with the idea
Your half didn't go
I rewrote the script
Why let the world know

I couldn't write a sad tragedy
I hope you don't mind too much
It just wasn't in me, you see

I like happy endings
Never, no tears, ooh, ooh, baby
I like new beginnings
Hopes and no fears

To write a book it seems
You must know how
To paint a dream

Like high on a hill
Or once upon a time
Somehow the truth
Don't always rhyme