Frank Wildhorn
That’s What You Call a Dream
[BLANCHE]
Just an ordinary life
Easy days and quiet nights
Lazy walks beside a stream
Now that's what you call a dream

No ideas and no big plans
Happy with the way things are
No one with a scam or scheme
Now that's what you call a dream

These dreams of yours make no sense at all
It's what's inside not what's out there
We both could have a perfect life
And not go anywhere

You miss a lot when you ask too much
You're all I need, not one thing more
Buck, all I ever wanted
Is on this side of the door

Children playing in the barn
Buck is rocking in his chair
In the house, the candles gleam
Now that's what you call a dream
In the house, the candles gleam
Now that's what you call a dream