Richard Rodgers / Lorenz Hart
you saw me standing alone
without a dream in my heart
without a love on my own.
you knew just what I was there for
you heard me saying a prayer for
somebody I really could care for.
And then there suddenly appeared before me,
the only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me."
and when I looked,
the moon had turned to gold.
now I'm lo longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love on my own.