And when the day begins I need her to begin me   She's hell-for-leather when I let her see what's in me   It's so addicting there's no predicting what's she's going to do or say   By the gods that made her I can't persuade her but she'll do it for me anyway      She isn't real   No, I've never met her   Simply a hope, perchance to dream   Ah but still, I can't forget her   Hope springs eternal it would seem      Sadly a fiction my predilection for her arrival   She'll smile politely then only slightly to my would-be rival   There's no denying that I am dying for a chance to be her faith   It's almost tragic to hope for magic but still something in me waits      She isn't real   No, I've never met her   Simply a hope, perchance to dream   Oh, but still I can't forget her   Hope springs eternal it would seem      She isn't real   No, I've never met her   Simply a hope, perchance to dream   Ah but still, I can't forget her   Hope springs eternal it would seem