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 politcians 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