Theatreland

On Cloudberry Drive everybody's well-to-do

And Claudia Hanson, she looks just like you

She thinks if nothing ever changes she'll be stuck inside a day like today

But in her dreams she sings on stages, in pajamas, dressed for the matinee

She downs her cocoa every night, turns out the light

And she is drifting away

And someone takes her by the hand, a chorus line commands

"We hope you like it in Theatreland"

She drives to the school and meets eyes with a man

Though he's holding a lollipop, he understands