Chicago

Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper, "i love you",
Birds singing in the sycamore tree,
"dream a little dream of me".
Just say "goodnight" and kiss me,
Oh, hold me tight and tell me you miss me;
While Im alone and blue as can be,
Dream a little dream of me.
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss;
Im longing to linger till dawn, my dear,