If Our Dreams Came True

(альбом: Cinderella - 1967)

Oh, oh wouldn't it be nice
If our dreams came true

I see you in silks and satins
I see you in lace
A smile upon your face
Such a lovely face

I see you dressed rather grandly
Mounted on your horse
An officer, of course
A gentlemen, of course

Oh, wouldn't it be nice
If our dreams came true

My carriage waits without Madam
So why don't we go out, Madam
And see what secrets
London has in store

For ladies such as you, Madam
Should bid their cares adieu, Madam
So take my arm
What are we waiting for

I see us at Royal Ascot
Champers by the case
A toast to all who race
I do enjoy a race
Good

We see us at Windsor Castle
Dining with the Queen
She'd say, "How've you been?"
She cares how we've been

Oh, oh, wouldn't it be nice
If our dreams came true