And when the day begins I need her to begin me 
She's hell-for-leather when I let her see what's in me 
It's so addicting there's no predicting what's she's going to do or say 
By the gods that made her I can't persuade her but she'll do it for me anyway 

She isn't real 
No, I've never met her 
Simply a hope, perchance to dream 
Ah but still, I can't forget her 
Hope springs eternal it would seem 

Sadly a fiction my predilection for her arrival 
She'll smile politely then only slightly to my would-be rival 
There's no denying that I am dying for a chance to be her faith 
It's almost tragic to hope for magic but still something in me waits 

She isn't real 
No, I've never met her 
Simply a hope, perchance to dream 
Oh, but still I can't forget her 
Hope springs eternal it would seem 

She isn't real 
No, I've never met her 
Simply a hope, perchance to dream 
Ah but still, I can't forget her 
Hope springs eternal it would seem