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 is seldom that a dream comes true,For/To me it's clearThat he'll appear.Some day he'll come along,The man I loveAnd he'll be big and strong, The man I loveAnd when he comes my wayI'll do my best to make him stay.He'll look at me and smileI'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 wordMaybe I shall meet him SundayMaybe Monday, maybe not ;Still I'm sure to meet him one dayMaybe Tuesday will be my good news dayHe'll build a little homeJust meant for two,From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ?And so all else aboveI'm waiting for the man I love. (
The man I love - George & Ira Gershwin)
I'm waiting for you...if you exist for me...and I remember..
Me and you
