I read a book
Such a wonderful book
Which moved me so much
That I only took
To live my life like the man in the book
Working and working
And working and working
My pleasures weren't even a few
Working and working
And working and working
But only in sleep did I see it come true
Stay in your book
Dreamers don't take a look
For you'll see
Michaelangelo
Michaelangelo
Why should it be
That a man such as me,
Who cares not for money and fame
Shouldn't be rich
With God's natural gifts
To have something to show at the end of life's game?
Stay in your book
Dreamers don't take a look
For you'll see
Michaelangelo
Michaelangelo
Seems I must suffer my work
What can i do?
The love of my life never take to the church
But if it would glow
Like for some children grow
Then the mind of it my name
Shall have loved not in vain
Stay in your book
Dreamers don't take a look
For you'll see
Michaelangelo
Michaelangelo