Better Than a Dream

Dean Maretin & Judy Holiday



Judy Holiday:

So that's what you look like, at last I know

You're better, better than a dream

What you are is better, far better than a dream

Well, I tried to picture your face

But now I see you you're out of this world

You're out of this sphere, you're out of that outer space

Better, better than a dream

What is real is more ideal than a dream

To see and hear you, to be so near you

Is better, better than a dream.



Dean:

Can this be a dream

Can I still be asleep on the couch there

Can this girl be really here

She seems to know by sheer intuition how I landed in this condition

Or does she know me the way I think

The way that I drink, the fact that I slept all year

But it's not a dream 'cause look I've got some words on the paper

Steady boy don't faint or scream

Don't ask who sent you this angel

It's better, better than a dream...