Saturday, January 12, 2013

Sunday Underwear and other signs of longing







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.





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