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 I뭢 deep in a dream of you.
The smoke makes a stairway for you to decend;
You come to my arms, may this bliss never end,
For we love anew just as we used to do
When I뭢 deep in a dream of you.
Then from the ceiling
Sweet music comes stealing;
We glide through a lover뭩 refrain.
You뭨e so appealing
That I뭢 soon revealing
My love for you over again.
My cigarette burns me, I wake with a start;
My hand isn뭪 hurt, but threr뭩 pain in my heart.
Awake or asleep, ev뭨y mem뭨y I뭠l keep
Deep in a dream of you.