Deep in a Dream - Frank Sinatra
I dim all the lights and I sink in my chair.
The smoke from my cigarette climbs through the air.
The walls of my room fade away in the blue,
And I?m deep in a dream of you.
The smoke makes a stairway for you to descend;
You come to my arms, may this bliss never end,
For we love anew just as we used to do
When I?m deep in a dream of you.
Then from the ceiling, sweet music comes stealing;
We glide through a lover?s refrain, you?re so appealing
That I?m soon revealing my love for you over again.
My cigarette burns me, I wake with a start;
My hand isn?t hurt, but there?s pain in my heart.
Awake or asleep, ev?ry mem?ry I?ll keep
Deep in a dream of you.