I've never met you, yet never doubt, dear;
I can't forget you, I've thought you out, dear.
I know your profile and I know the way you kiss,
just the things I miss on a night like this.
If dreams are made of imagination
I'm not afraid of my own creation.
With all my heart, my heart is here for you to take.
Why should I quake? I'm not awake.

      Isn't it romantic?
      Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
      Isn't it romantic?
      Moving shadows write the oldest magic word.
      I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
      while all the world is saying you were meant for love.
      Isn't it romantic
      merely to be young on such a night as this?
      Isn't it romantic?
      Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.
      Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
      do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?
      Isn't it romance?

My face is glowing, I'm energetic.
The art of sewing I found poetic.
My needle punctuates the rhythm of romance.
I don't give a stitch if I don't get rich.
A custom tailor who has no custom
is like a sailor, no one will trust 'em.
But there is magic in the music of my shears.
I shed no tears, lend me your ears.

      Isn't it romantic?
      Soon I will have found some girl that I adore.
      Isn't it romantic?
      While I sit around my love can scrub the floor.
      She'll kiss me every hour or she'll get the sack
      and when I take a shower she can scrub my back.
      Isn't it romantic?
      On a moonlight night she'll cook me onion soup.
      Kiddies are romantic
      and if we don't fight we soon will have a troupe.
      We'll help the population,
      it's a duty that we owe to dear old France.
      Isn't it romance?

           - Lorenz Hart & Richard Rodgers