In the evening when the kettle's on for tea
An old familiar feeling settles over me
And it's your face I see
And I believe that you are there
In a garden when I stop to touch a rose
I feel the petals soft and sweet against my nose
I smile and I suppose that somehow maybe you are there
When I'm dreaming
And I find myself awake without a warning
I just rub my eyes and fantasize
And all at once, I realize
It's morning and my fantasy is fading
Like a distance star at dawn
My dearest dream is gone
I sometimes think there's just one thing to do
Pretend the dream was true
And tell myself that you are there
When I'm dreaming
And I find myself awake without a warning
I just run my eyes and fantasize
And all at once, I realize
It's morning and my fantasy is fading
Like a distant star at dawn
My dearest dream is gone
I sometimes think there's just one thing to do
Pretend the dream was true
And tell myself that you are there