How Much of the Dream Comes True

There will be violins playing softly

Somewhere, won't there?

I shall be flying through rainbows

Though I can't fly, shan't I?

And when he lowers his lips to kiss me

Surely, the world will be lost from view

How much of the dream comes true?

He'll be the prince out of every childhood story, surely

His arms could crush me but he will hold me gently

Won't he?

And as the dawn slowly opens one eye

Won't I find life wonderful and new?

How much of the dream comes true?

How much of the dream comes true?