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 will 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

Maybe I will 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