When You´re Dreaming

When you love in vain
Love is a lonely thing
Like an endless chain
You keep remembering
All the countless times
You thought you caught her eye
How she passed you bye
almost unawere, that you were there
But when she takes your hand
then it´s a lovely thing
Flowers dot the land
and all at once it´s spring
You hold her in your arms
and then she whispers low:
I love you, love you
When you´re dreaming
Love´s a lonely thing