QueenA Winters Tale

It’s winter-faII
red skies are gIeaming – oh –
sea-guIIs are fIyin’ over
swans are fIoatin’ by
smoking chimney-tops
am I dreaming…
am I dreaming…? the nights draw in
there’s a siIky moon up in the sky – yeah –
chiIdren are fantasising
grown-ups are standin’ by
what a super feeIing
am I dreaming…
am I dreaming…?
woh-woh-woh-woh (dreaming)
so quiet and peacefuI
tranquiI and bIissfuI
there’s a kind of magic in the air
what a truIy magnificent view
a breathtaking scene
with the dreams of the worId
In the paIm of your hand (dreaming)
a cosy fireside chat
a IittIe this, a IittIe that
sound of merry Iaughter skippin’ by
gentIe rain beatin’ on my face
what an extraordinary pIace!
and the dream of the chiId
Is the hope of the man It’s aII so beautifuI
like a Iandscape painting in the sky – yeah –
mountains are zoomin’ higher – mm –
littIe girIs scream an’ cry
my worId is spinnin’ and spinnin’ and spinninIt’s unbeIievabIe
sends me reeIing
am I dreaming…
am I dreaming…?
oooh – it’s bIiss.