| What I want, you’ve got |
| And it might be hard to handle |
| Like a flame burns the candle |
| The candle feeds the flame |
| What I’ve got’s full stock of thoughts and dreams that scatter |
| You pull them all together |
| And I can’t explain |
| Well you |
| You make my dreams come true |
| On a night when bad dreams become a screamer |
| When they’re messin' with a dreamer |
| I can laugh it in the face |
| Twist and shout my way out |
| And wrap yourself around me |
| 'Cause I ain’t the way you found me |
| And I’ll never be the same |
| Well you |
| You make my dreams come true |
| Well well you |
| You make my dreams come true |
| I’m down on the daydream |
| This sleepwalk should be over by now, by now |
| Cuz I’ve been waiting |
| I’m waiting for you, for you |
| What I want, you’ve got |
| And it might be hard to handle |
| Like a flame burns the candle |
| The candle feeds the flame |
| Well you |
| You make my dreams come true |
| Well, well you |
| You make my dreams come true |