Isn't it nice to be someone Someone you dream that you are? Isn't it such a nice feeling The feeling you wished on a star?
You have slipped down a rainbow Discovered your own pot of gold You are living your wildest dreams Use them, you'll never grow old
Just like Cinderella But your clock will never strike twelve You have something to envy That everyone wants for themselves
You have slipped down a rainbow Discovered your own pot of gold Chasing moonbeams and catching the wind And living stories you've been told
You have slipped down a rainbow Discovered your own pot of gold You are living your wildest dreams Use them, you'll never grow old
Isn't it nice to be somewhere In places you've dreamed that you've seen Isn't it such a nice feeling Being where you've never been
Isn't it nice to be someone Someone you dream that you are? Isn't it such a nice feeling The feeling you wished on a star?
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