Sweet Dreams

I sleep in heavenly perfume

Oh I wait behind the clouds

Am I dreaming this final hour?

When the roll call sings aloud

Wind blowing in the curtains

Where the angels guide you through

And baby, are we in heaven?

And watching our life review?

Wild horses in the curtains

And we climb up on their backs

Red roses in the barley fields

Gently moving behind the black

And dreaming, oh sweet dreaming

I'll be dreaming of you

Oh I dream in nothing but perfume

I'll be dreaming of you