I'll create a world
Where the flowers bloom
And my dreams come true
Where lovers laugh
As they walk down the avenue
Holding hands
Where the kids frolic in the fields
Not worrying about tomorrow
Where the sweet aroma
Of desserts cooking
Flow out the open windows
And to see the sight
Of the old steamer
Rolling down the tracks
Of the country side
But my favorite thing in this world
My little artificial world
Is you
