Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
Performers

Songtexte: Pretty Maids. Fantasy.

I see the stars are falling down from the sky

in the summerheat

but I donA't know the reason why

maybe thatA's conceit

but I can hear the flowers grow

in the pouring rain

donA't ask me why A'cause I donA't know

am I going insane



Is this a dream or reality

I donA't know what is going on now

is this a nightmare please tell me

where do I belong



Chorus:

Just a fantasy

Just a fantasy

Just a fantasy


Just a fantasy



Now I feel like a burning fire

growing stronger and stronger

telling people their desire

but they ainA't got none any longer

I feel like sitting on a purple sky

riding on the wind

flying low and flying high

again and again



Is this a dream or reality

I donA't know what is going on now

Is this a nightmare please please tell me

where do I belong