Creyente Soñador (Daydream Believer)

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

Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh what can it mean to [C7]a
Daydream believer and [Bm]a
Homecoming queen

You once thought of me
As a white knight on [C7]his steed
Now you [A7know how happy I can be
Oh, our good times start and [Bm]end
Without all [Em]I want to [C7]spend
But how much baby do we ɾeally need

Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh what can it mean to [C7]a
Daydream believer and [Bm]a
Homecoming queen