dream home
in downey, california
palm trees
the sound of karen carpenter
mother's holding baby
baby's getting restless now
looking for her mother
looking for her mother
you don't, don't want to believe him now
don't want to
don't want to see him
eyes closed
asleep in a crystal hideaway
i stand
they used to take the head away
if she could tell the story
frozen on her lips today
she could tell her daughter
she could tell her daughter
you want, want to believe him now
you'll never
you'll never feel
la-la-la-la-la-la
you want, you want to believe him now
you'll never see
see