I'm mak - ing believe that you're in my arms
Though I know you're so far away,
Making be - lieve I'm talking to you,
Wish you could hear what I say.
And here in the gloom of my lonely room
We're dancing like we used to do;
Mak - ing be - lieve is just another way of dreaming,
So til my dreams come true
I'll whis - per "Good night",
Turn out the light and kiss my pillow
Mak - ing believe it's you.