I dream of Jeannie,
as I rub this lamp,
and wait for that
puff of smoke.
I saw the magic
she commands,
and I reach out
to her my hand.
Hearts aglow,
as feelings grow,
and time does show,
if this could be real.
I dream of Jeannie,
and make this wish,
upon first star,
of what our morrow
just might bring.
I felt these feelings,
did she too,
where could they take us,
I wish I knew.
Hearts aglow,
as feelings grow,
and time does tell,
and then we'll know.
I dream of Jeannie,
do dreams come true,
this dreamer dreams,
these dreams of you.
