Transcription: I like to dream, yes, yes, right between the sound machine. On a cloud of sun, I'm dreamt in the night, any place that knows it's light, goes far, lies near, put stars away from here. Well, you don't know what we can find. Why don't you come with me, little girl, on a magic car ride? You don't know what we can find. We can see Why don't you tell your dreams to me? That this day will set you free
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