Whenever I day dream,

and day dream I do,

in my secret garden,

I day dream of you.

I day dream of you,

in a faraway land;

embracing me tight

and holding my hand.

Holding my hand,

and touching my face.

Just you and me,

in this peaceful place.

In this peaceful place

a pristine river flows.

Where the unicorns run,

a breeze always blows.

A breeze always blows

and sings of a song;

our love in a place

where you're never gone.

Where you're never gone

is as it would seem,

from dusk until dawn,

whenever I day dream.

And whenever I day dream,

and day dream I do,

in my secret garden,

I day dream of you.