Daydream Believer 
The Monkees (#1 in 1967), Anne Murray

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six o'clock alarm would never ring.
But it rings and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.
    Cheer up, Sleepy Jean
    Oh, what can it mean.
    To a daydream believer
    And a homecoming queen.

You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend.
But how much, baby, do we really need.
    Chorus (2x)