Letras
In the evening, when the kettle's on for tea, an
Old familiar feeling settles over me, and it's
Your face I see, and I believe that you are there
In a garden, when I stop to touch a rose, and feel
The petals 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
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 at dawn, my dearest dream is gone
I sometimes think there's just one thing to do, pretend
The dream was true, and tell myself that you are there