Lyrics:

(C. Stepney - S. Barnes) Birds sing out of tune, songs with no refrain Nested in purple trees, nothing seems to rhyme Only when I'm dreaming is there harmony and meaning Only when I'm dreaming of you Empty hour glass; running out of time Yesterday is here Now will never pass Only when I'm Dreaming is there harmony and meaning I am only dreaming when I'm deeper in the arms the arms of love the arms of love Birds are now in tune Since I'm with you Songs have sweet refrain Since I'm with you