I'm making believe 
that you're in my arms 
though I know you're so far away

Making believe 
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

Making believe
is just another way of dreamin', 
so till my [bad word] [bad word] 

I'll whisper "Good night", 
turn out the light, and kiss my pillow
Making believe it's you