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 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.