I read a book, such a wonderful book Which moved me so much that I undertook 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 man such as me Who cared 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 will glow like the sun children grow Then the mind of it my name Shall have lived not in vain
Stay in your book, dreamers, Don't take a look for you'll see Michaelangelo, Michaelangelo