Out of My Dreams (From "Oklahoma!")

Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly

I will come as evening comes to woo a waiting sky

Out of my dreams and into the hush of falling shadows

When the mist is low and stars are breaking through

Then out of my dreams I'll go

Into a dream with you

Won't have to make up any more stories

You'll be there

Think of the bright midsummer night glories

We can share

Won't have to go on kissing a daydream

I'll have you

You'll be real

Real as the white moon lighting the blue

Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly

I will come as evening comes to woo a waiting sky

Out of my dreams and into the hush of falling shadows

When the mist is low and stars are breaking through

Then out of my dreams I'll go

Into a dream with you