Past the fourth turn, by the barn Where Mrs. Fullman lived until she passed on There is a cottage by the lakeside Where fairies come out at night There's a music box in the bedroom It's playing songs from 1922 And if you listen for long enough You'll fall asleep and might wake up ♪ Walking in a wonderland Played in by a marching band Reaching for a peach On a shiny purple tree A butterfly the size of you Offers to go fly with you Climb onto her back And doze off as you relax Past the light post, by the sea There is a forest with no trees There is a garden by the wayside Where flowers grow overnight There's a music box in the bay Down on the sea bed not so far away And if you lean in just close enough You'll be taken by the water and might wake up
Walking in a wonderland Played in by the singing sand Waking from a dream On an underwater beach A manta ray, the brightest blue Offers to go flying with you Lie down on her back And doze off as you relax ♪ Oh, the places in your dreams Are they fiction or memory? And if you listen for long enough You'll fall asleep