She Dreams of Beautiful Days
She dreams of beautiful days and golden times
Beautiful days and golden times
In a lovely land of ours, oh yeah!

She lives a life
That’s torn apart
By imprisonment and fear
Yet brightened by hope and love.
Still she dreams
Of liberation someday, oh yeah!

She dreams of beautiful days and golden times
Beautiful days and golden times
In a lovely land of ours, oh yeah!

Pieces of star
Are all she knows of her kin.
With hard times behind her
And a lone friend at her side
Now she’s off
Into a future unknown, oh yeah!

And it’s for sure
She dreams of the day
When she’ll be able to say . . .

She lives in beautiful days and golden times
Beautiful days and golden times
In a lovely land of ours, oh yeah!