She is feeling so lonely With this pain in her head She is wearing straight... She'd like to be dead HELP Why doesn't anybody help her Why doesn't anybody free her She can't stand it anymore She knows The stuff, dreams are made of She can't get enough Of what dreams are made of And the pills did not help her She needs harder stuff She want's it so badly She can't get enough Love Why doesn't anybody love her Why doesn't anybody free her There is only one cure She knows The stuff, dreams are made of She can't get enough Of what dreams are made of (Instrumental) She knows The stuff, dreams are made of She can't get enough Of what dreams are made of She is feeling so lonely With this pain in her head She is wearing straight ... She'd like to be dead HELP Why doesn't anybody help her Why doesn't anybody free her She can't stand it anymore She knows The stuff, dreams are made of She can't get enough Of what dreams are made of