It’s okay, call me naive
Because I choose to believe
In dreams coming true
Mermaids swim in the blue
That there is life after death
And their are ghosts among us

See, I want to believe
Angels are watching over me
With animals around for guiding
While stars are there to wish upon
Same for coins, thrown in a pond
And the Magic’s inside the wand

Yes, I need to believe
That there must be
Those lost pots of gold
At the ending of each rainbow
And in the woods, playful fairies
Are hiding amongst the trees

So, call me naive
But I’m inclined to be
The adoring princess
That wins her awakening kiss
Forever in charming bliss
Together in a castle so big

Dream like a child
Don’t forget to smile
Watch the flowers flourish
And the butterflies adorn them
Relax and enjoy the beauty
Stop and see the simplicity
... when you believe