Past the fourth turn by the barn

Where Mrs Fullman lived 'til she passed on

There is a cottage by the lakeside

Where fairies come out at night

There's a music box in the bedroom

It's playing songs from 1922

And if you listen for long enough

You'll fall asleep and might wake up

Walking in a wonderland

Played in by a marching band

Reaching for a peach

From a shiny purple tree

A butterfly the size of you

Offers to go flying with you

Climb on to her back

And doze off as you relax

Past the light post by the sea

There is a forest with no trees

And there is a garden by the wayside

Where flowers grow over night

There's a music box in the bay

Down on the seabed not so far away

And if you lean in just close enough

You'll be taken by the water and might wake up

Walking in a wonderland

Played in by the singing sand

Waking from a dream

On an underwater beach

A manta ray the brightest blue

Offers to go flying with you

Lay down on her back

And doze off as you relax

Oh the places in your dreams

Are they fiction or memory

If you listen for long enough

You'll fall asleep