Full Lyrics
Come where my love lies dreaming,
Dreaming the happy hours away,
In visions bright redeeming
The fleeting joys of day;
My own love is sweetly dreaming
The happy hours away.
Her beauty beaming;
Come with a lute toned lay;
Come with a lute, come with a lay,
Soft is her slumber;
Thoughts bright and free
Dance through her dreams
Like gushing melody;
Light is her young heart,
Light may it be:
Come where my love lies dreaming,
Dreaming the happy hours away.
