My Dreams
Music: Francesco Paolo Tosti
Text: Frederic E. Weatherly
I dream of the day I met you
I dream of the light divine
That shone in your tender eyes, love
When first they looked in mine.
I dream of the flowers that made me
A path for my longing feet
I dream of the star that led me
To your chamber window sweet
To your chamber window sweet.
I dream of the words you whispered
In the hush of that magic hour
With your eyes like the stars above me
And your heart like an opening flower
I dream of the rose you gave me
I think of our last farewell
I dream of the silent longing
That only the heart can tell
That only the heart can tell.
Alas! Alas!
I have lost my star in a world of glaring light
And only a few poor ashes remain of my rose tonight
But I dream of my rose and my star and you
And whether we part or meet
I shall love you the same for ever
I shall love you the same for ever
As long as my heart may beat.
Stuart Burrows, Tenor