Looking through a child's eye, turning pages from the past Of a story I read so long ago An adventure on a snowy cloud to a garden full of dreams A place where every seed Would have a chance to grow I can hear Isobel singing As she flies above the clouds For her life is just beginning And no one can bring her back down Onwards, as her voyage unfolds With adventures both wonderful and sad, She will never stop believing in the power of her dreams In a world that is surely going mad I still hear Isobel singing As she flies above the clouds When her life was just beginning And no one could bring her back down spoken: There was once upon a time a little girl called Isobel One night a snowy white cloud came sailing towards her window Like a crystal ship that sparkled in the air 'I've come to take you on a journey', said a quiet voice 'Where?' she asked 'To the land of dreams, except these ones come true if you want them to' Isobel Wake up Wake up, Isobel I still hear Isobel singing As she flies above the clouds When her life was just beginning And no one could bring her back down Isobel Wake up Wake up, Isobel