My Wildest Dreams - Phil Mills, November 2010 TTTO: Your Wildest Dreams by Justin Hayward Once I owned some tools And, then, like a fool, I put them away To use another day. I wonder where they are (I wonder what lurks in the closet), Never to be found In my wildest dreams. Once, when they were new, My worldly goods all stayed in view But when moved out of sight, They might as well be set alight. I wonder if they broke. I wonder why I can't remember... Never to be found In my wildest dreams. And though I've bought some more, They've vanished in advanced disorder. Though I've bought some more, I sadly say, "I'll have to borrow." Once I owned some tools. Searching shows us all The universe ain't small; Hope when it contracts It brings all my things back. I wonder if they're real. I wonder if I dreamed the whole thing... Never to be found In my wildest dreams. And though I've bought some more, They've vanished in advanced disorder. Though I've bought some more. And though I've bought some more, I sadly say, "I'll have to borrow." Once I owned some tools. Once I owned some tools And, then, like a fool, I put them away To use another day. I wonder where they are (I wonder what's beneath the workbench), Never to be found In my wildest dreams, In my wildest dreams, In my wildest dreams.