There was a time and place
 Not far from here and now
 Maybe a brighter day
 Maybe they had it made somehow
 Living for there and then
 Under a psychadelic spell
 No one was listening
 Still they had so much to tell
 Whatever happened to the dreamers
 They always look beyond the sky
 Saw a world they could believe in
 But only when they close their eyes
 There were the politicians
 Men of the cloth, painters and poets
 Starting a revolution
 Without even knowing it
 Making the world around us
 Making heaven and hell
 Saying so much about us
 Still they had so much to tell
 Whatever happened to the dreamers
 They always looked beyond the sky
 Saw a world they could believe in
 But only when they close their eyes
 Where are they now
 They've all left town
 Bringing the clouds
 Whatever happened to the dreamers
 They always look beyond the sky
 Saw a world they could believe in
 But only when they close their eyes
 But only when they close their eyes
 Why are we on our own
 Why are we on our own
 Nothing's ever been this way before
 A dream is just a dream and nothing more
 Nothing's ever been this way before
 A dream is just a dream and nothing more