I read a book Such a wonderful book Which moved me so much That I only took 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 a man such as me, Who cares 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 would glow Like for some children grow Then the mind of it my name Shall have loved not in vain Stay in your book Dreamers don't take a look For you'll see Michaelangelo Michaelangelo