Underneath the stars tonight I watch and sigh,
Searching all the clouds as they go drifting by,
Each one is saying that someone is praying
And longing for me since I said "Good-bye,"
Visions come and go just like a passing dream,
Faces that I love appear in each moonbeam
Perfume of flowers amid sacred towers
Just visions but how real they seem. Oh!
Shades of night are falling;
How my heart is calling
Counting ev'ry hour
In dreamy Araby--
Temple bells are ringing,
Ev'ry moment bringing
Ev'ry breeze is sighing
and soon I will be flying
to Beautiful Araby.
There beside a fountain made of jewels rare,
There beside a mountain is a maiden fair,
Incense burning while my tho[ugh]t's are turning
To my land of love for my heart is there,
Just a golden dream that ended all too soon,
Dreaming of an oriental honey-moon
Stars in their glory are telling their story
And I ask them all while I croon, Oh!