The game of "just supposing" is the sweetest game I know,
Our dreams are more romantic than the world we see.
And if the things we dream about don't happen to be so,
That's just an unimportant technicality.
Refrain:
We could make believe I love you,
Only make believe that you love me.
Others find peace of mind in pretending;
Couldn't you? Couldn't I? Couldn't we
Make believe our lips are blending
In a phantom kiss or two, or three?
Might as well make believe I love you,
For to tell the truth, I do.
Verse 2
Your pardon I pray, 'twas too much to say,
The words that betray my heart.
We only pretend,
You do not offend,
In playing a lover's part.
