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.