out of your dreams

and into his arms

you long to fly

you dont need egyptian smelling salts to tell you why

out of your dreams and into the hush

of falling shadows

when the mist is low

and stars are breaking through

then out of your dreams you'll go

into a dream come true

make up your mind, make up your mind laurie

laurie dear

make up your own, make up your own story, laurie dear

old pharaoh's daughter won't tell you, what do do

but your heart, whatever it tells you will be true

out of my dreams and into his arms i long to fly

i will come as evening comes into a waiting sky

then out of my dreams and into the hush

of falling shadows

when the mist is low

and starts are breaking through

then out of my dreams i'll go

into a dream with you