When the mellow moon begins to beam Ev'ry night I dream a little dream, And of course Prince Charming is the theme, The he for me. Although I realize as well as you It so seldom that a dream comes true, To me it's clear That he'll appear.
Some day he'll come along, The man I love And he'll be big and strong, The man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay.
He'll look at me and smile I'll understand; Then in a little while, He'll take my hand; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word
Maybe I will meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe night; Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you? And so all else above I'm waiting for... The Man I Love.