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.