Nothing can exist ‘til you dream it first, everyone knows this
Then, it will arrive, new and unrehearsed, vivid as a kiss
Dreamers and children can conjure things easily
Things their eyes, though they’re closed, can see
Not the way things are, but how they should be, this is what is true
Wish upon a star, close your eyes and see all that you can do
Try to remember the way you were when you were her
The little girl that’s there inside of you
I am my own invention
Meeting each day anew
Can you imagine being your own invention, too?
Dreams will always start with a happy end waiting to come true
ALICE:So long ago
THE GENTLEMAN:
Lucid as a heart, welcome as a friend, gossamer and new
ALICE:
Help me so I can remember dreams to share
With dreams to spare, imagining a dreamer just like you
BOTH:
I am my own invention
Finally I can see
THE GENTLEMAN:
I am my own invention
ALICE:
I am my own invention
THE GENTLEMAN:
Tomorrow can’t be
BOTH:
All it should be
‘Til I’ve invented me