Intro: There has to be more to life than this. Verse 1: They say be realistic, Well what does that mean? When I was younger you told me to follow my dreams, I'm only seventeen, And my future looks so bleak, Pins in my hand, fabric across the floor, Making do with what I've got, but I'm always wanting more… Paris in a magazine, folded at the seam, Nobody has to know it's just a seamstress dream, Pre-chorus: Can't a girl hold onto her fantasy? Chorus: I dream of the day, So very very far away, Where the city lights glow, Where the applause fills the room of my very own fashion show… Yes I'm a dreamer A dreamer of the best kind… And I refuse to give up and never try Verse 2: Someday I'll walk where the real designers go, Not just stitching what the pattern books already know, I'll create that next clothesline craze, Lola's Creations on all the runways, Featured on the front page of all the magazines… Can't a girl just hold onto her dreams? Pre-chorus: I love this diner but this isn't meant for me.. I know it will break their hearts but I can't let go of my dreams… Chorus: I dream of the day, So very very far away, Where the city lights glow, Where the applause fills the room of my very own fashion show… Yes I'm a dreamer A dreamer of the best kind… And I refuse to give up and never try Bridge: I know they worry, I see it in their eyes, Wondering why a girl like me wants more than this small-town life, But I'm not running away I'm strutting toward something bigger than this apron… Final Chorus: I dream of the day, So very very far away, Where the city lights glow, Where the applause fills the room of my very own fashion show… Yes I'm a dreamer, A dreamer of the best kind, And no matter what they call me, I'll never leave this dream behind… Outro: They call me the dreamer… And maybe that's exactly who I'm supposed to be.