Bernadette Peters
Out of My Dreams
Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly
I will come as evening comes to woo a waiting sky
Out of my dreams and into the hush of falling shadows
When the mist is low and stars are breaking through
Then out of my dreams I'll go Into a dream with you
Won't have to make up anymore stories
You'll be there!
Think of the bright midsummer night
Glories we can share
Won't have to go on kissing a daydream
I'll have you
You'll be real
Real as the white moon lighting the blue
Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly
I will come as evening comes to woo a waiting sky
Out of my dreams and into the hush of falling shadows
When the mist is low and stars are breaking through
Then out of my dreams I'll go
Into a dream with you