Dreaming of someone, As gentle as the dew. Graceful as a someone can be. Dreaming of someone, And feeling very blue, Because I know that someone isn't me. And how I wish I could change myself. Change to somebody new. And how I long to exchange myself. How I wish I were you. Dreaming of making, A garden in my mind, Where poems grow like leaves on a tree. Dreaming and waking, And every time I find, That extra special someone isn't me. And how I wish I could change myself. Change to somebody new. And how I long to exchange myself. How I wish I were you.