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