In the evening when the cattle's on fourteen

An old familiar feeling settles over me

And it's your face I see and I believe that you are there

In the garden when I stop to touch a rose

And feel the petal 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 and I rub my eyes and fantasize

And all at once I realize it's morning

And my fantasy is fading like a distant star of dawn

My dearest dream is gone

I often 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 and I rub my eyes and fantasize

And all at once I realize it's morning

And my fantasy is fading like a distant star of dawn

My dearest dream is gone

I often think there's just one thing to do

Pretend the dream was true and tell myself that you are there