| I know you for a dreamer
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| Cause I’ve been a dreamer too
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| You got that faraway look in your searching eyes
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| And a heart that’s steady and true
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| I think I know what you’re looking for
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| In the endless blue of the sky
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| You wait for the time when pigs fly
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| Get out here somebody tell you that dreams are nothing but air
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| Did I hear somebody try to say
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| That imagination will take you nowhere
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| If anyone says it can’t be done
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| As the time just simply reply
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| It’s a beautiful thing when pigs fly
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| You never know and it will be
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| But they’ll surely come around
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| Flashes of pink and flashes of gold
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| And a distant and joyful sound when pigs fly
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| I know for a dreamer, cause I’ve been a dreamer too
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| You got that faraway look in your searching eyes
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| And a heart that’s steady and true
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| Are we suddenly seing a dozen or more
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| Sailing in the clear blue sky?
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| The time has come when pigs fly
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| Yeah, it’s a beautiful thing when pigs fly |