American Old Time Song Lyrics: 08 Let Me Dream Again
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 8
LET ME DREAM AGAIN.
Music by Arthur Sullivan.
The sun is setting and the hour is late,
Once more I stand beside the wicket gate;
The bells are ringing out the dying day,
The children singing on their homeward way;
And he is whisp'ring words of sweet intent,
While I, half doubting, whisper a consent.
Is this a dream? then waking would be pain;
Oh, do not wake met let me dream again.
The clock is striking in the belfry tow'r,
And warns us of the ever fleeting hour;
But neither heeds the time which onward glides,
For time may pass away, but love abides.
I feel his kisses on my fever'd brow;
If we must part, ah! why should it be now?
Is this a dream? then waking would be pain;
Oh, do not wake me! let me dream again.