Vic Damone
I Kiss Your Hand, Madame
In dreams I kiss your hand, madame
Your dainty fingertips
And while in slumberland, madame
I’m begging for your lips

I haven’t any right, madame
To do the things I do
Just when I hold you tight, madame
You vanish with a night, madame

In dreams I kiss your hand, madame
And pray my dreams come true

In dreams I kiss your hand, madame
Your dainty fingertips
And while in slumberland, madame
I’m begging for your lips

I haven’t any right, madame
To do the things I do
Just when I hold you tight, madame
You vanish with a night, madame

In dreams I kiss your hand, madame
And pray my dreams come true