The Man I Love

When the mellow moon begins to beam

Every 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 is 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

And 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 shall meet him Sunday

Maybe Monday, maybe not

Still I'm sure to meet him one day

Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little 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