Our love is a dream, but in my reverie,
I can see that this love was meant for me.
Only a poor fool, never schooled in the whirlpool
Of 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.
Make my dream a reality.
Let's dispense with formality.
Come to me in my reverie.
credits
from Faces inédites, 1929–1960,
released January 15, 2020
Music and Lyrics by Larry Clinton (after Debussy) (1938).
The UK pianist, a touring member of Black Sabbath, Travis, and others, returns with his first contemporary-classical album in over 20 years. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 17, 2021