I dim all the lights and I sink in my chair. The smoke from my cigrette climbs through the air. Dalt The walls of my room fade a - way 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, Dalt For we love anew just as we used to do When I'm deep in a dream of you. Bridge: 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. Dalt Awake or asleep, ev'ry mem'ry I'll keep Deep in a dream of you.