My Reverie - Art Farmer

Our love is a dream, but in my reverie

I can see that this love was meant for me

Only a poor fool never schooled in the whirlpool

Of romance could be so cruel as you are to me

My dreams are as worthless as tin to me

Without you life will never begin to be

So love me as I love you in my reverie

Make my dream a reality

Let’s dispense with formality

Come to me in my reverie

Our love is a dream, but in my reverie

I can see that this love was meant for me

Only a poor fool never schooled in the whirlpool

Of romance could be so cruel as you are to me

My dreams are as worthless as tin to me

Without you life will never begin to be

So love me as I love you in my reverie

Make my dream a reality

Let’s dispense with formality

Come to me in my reverie