I’m still happy, still in lovein my dreams.Artists sell their work; soldiers long for war;seniors walk downtown when they can’t sleep.I’m not a practical man; I dislike a scene,slow to anger, easy to fool,but my defects only help mein my dreams.I get paid for the jobeven when I don’t do the work.Patience and ignorance make me richin my dreams.Beautiful women need my helpand they dream of me.Maturity has made up for the disappointments of youthin my dreams.A married man doesn’t write down his dreams,so his dreams are lost;but I’m not that kind of married manin my dreams.