Frank Sinatra – Deep In A Dream

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 Im 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 Im deep in a dream of you.

Then from the ceiling, sweet music comes stealing;

We glide through a lovers refrain, youre so appealing

That Im soon revealing my love for you over again.

My cigarette burns me, I wake with a start;

My hand isnt hurt, but theres pain in my heart.

Awake or asleep, evry memry Ill keep

Deep in a dream of you.