When tired eyes close in slumber deep,
When day is done, the world asleep one face is with me in my dreams,
The world is brighter then its seems one pair of eyes of azure blue points me as if to heav’n and you,
But then I wake I search afar,
And wonder dear heart where you are.
In my dreams, dreams, dreams,
Your face beams, beams, beams, as bright as a star in the heaven’s you are your love light gleams,
In my dreams, dreams, dreams, life is all love it seems tho’ we’ve ne’er met its true still,
I’m happy with you, In my dreams, dreams, dreams.
I build me castles just for you,
And place a throne there for you too of jewels rare I wear a crown,
I picture you in rarest gown and naught in earth or heav’n seems true except my dreams dear heart of you,
I’d happy be always it seems,
If life could just be lived in dreams.
Denison, C. M. and Dusenberry, E. F., "Dreams" (1911). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 297.
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