When I Dream When I Dream / Carol Kidd I could build the mansion that is higher than the dreams ~ I could have all the gifts I want and never ask please I could fly to Paris. It's at my beck and call, Why do I live my life alone with nothing at all But when I dream, I dream of you, Maybe someday you will come true. When I dream, I dream of you Maybe someday you will come true I can be the singe..