When I'm alone with my fancies, I'll be with you,
Weaving romances, making believe they're true.
Oh, give me your lips for just a moment,
And my imagination will make that moment live.
Give me what you alone can give,
A kiss to build a dream on.
When I'm alone with my fancies, I'll be with you,
Weaving romances, making believe they're true.
Oh, give me your lips for just a moment,
And my imagination will make that moment live.
Give me what you alone can give,
A kiss to build a dream on.
Give me what you alone can give,
A kiss to build a dream on.