Standing by the elevator feeling gloomy and down
Waiting for the flashing light to lift me off from the ground
Then the elevator opened and I saw her standing there
She had to be a young executive she looked so corporate and clean
And swear I'd seen her somewhere before
On the cover of a magazine
I didn't think she'd even look at me
Or bother to glance my way
But she actually smiled at me and said
"Hiya handsome, have a good day"
I must be dreaming if she looks at me
I gotta be dreaming is it a fantasy
Now I got positive emotion buzzing round every molecule in me
I gotta be dreaming is it reality
But over and over I'll relive that memory
Was it real or only a dream
Na na na na na na na na
Was it my imagination playing tricks on me when she looked my way?
Maybe she took me for somebody else
Whatever it was, it made my day
I wake up in the morning, smiling with anticipation
Suddenly I feel alive, I face the world with expectation
I must be dreaming, is this a smile upon my face?
I gotta be dreaming, the world is a better place
Was it my imagination playing tricks on me?
Was it real or only a dream?
I see a great big sunset where only clouds used to be
Was it only an illusion
If its fantasy, if its just a dream it's good enough for me
Waiting by the elevator feeling optimistic and clean
Waiting for my executive goddess to appear as if in a dream
Then the elevator opened, she was talking to another guy
And I tried to say hello to her, but I failed to even catch her eye,
Then everybody crowded inside and I sadly stood my ground, thinking
Life's just like that elevator, it takes you up and brings you down
I must be dreaming. . .