Daydream believer

Oh I could hide beneath the wings of a blue bird as she sings the six o'clock alarm would never ring but it rings and we rise wipe the sleep out of our eyes the shaving razors cold and it stings cheer...

Oh I could hide 'neath the wings of the blue bird as she sings The six o'clock alarm would never ring But it rings and we rise wipe the sleep out of our eyes The shaving razor's cold and it stings....