I chased a dream all day, watching it fly in the air I chased it clean away, and I can’t find it anywhere I never saw one familiar face And I’m wondering just what’s wrong with this place
I wandered into the East, on early closing day Looking for the ones, who decided that they would stay All of my friends should be here soon But I’m tired of travelling and my piano’s out of tune
I don’t know why I’m here or what I expect to find Maybe I’m looking for, something I might have left behind
I chased a dream all day, watching it fly in the air I chased it clean away, and I can’t find it anywhere I never saw one familiar face And I’m wondering just what’s wrong with this place
Standing on the main dock, taking in the view of the bay Watching where the river flows, and the sea takes it away Watching a fisherman casting his line And the Paper Mill men working out their time
I think I’ll have to go and write her a letter Or maybe I’ll telephone, although yesterday would have been a whole lot better
I chased a dream all day, watching it fly in the air I chased it clean away, I’ve been looking for it everywhere All of my friends should be here soon But I’m tired of travelling and my piano’s out of tune