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 its so seldom that a dream comes true to me its clear that he ll appear someday 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 then in a little while he ll take my hand although it seems absurd i know we both won t say a word maybe i will meet him on 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 home just meant for two from which i d never roam who would would you and so all else above i m dreaming of the man i love