My Reverie - Ella Fitzgerald, Claude Debussy

Our love is a dream, but in my reverie\nI can see that this love was meant for me Only a poor fool, never schooled in the whirlpool\nOf romance could be so cruel as you are to me My dreams are as worthless as tin to me Without you, life will never begin to be So love me as I love you in my reverie\nMake my dream a reality, let’s dispense with formality\nCome to me in my reverie\nOur love is a dream, but in my reverie\nI can see that this love was meant, meant for me Only a poor fool, never schooled in the whirlpool\nOf romance could be so cruel as you are to me My dreams are as worthless as tin to me Without you, life will never begin to be So love me as I love you in my reverie\nMake my dream a reality, let’s dispense with formality\nCome to me in my reverie, come to me in my reverie