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