You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
You knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold
Without a dream in my heart
(c) Richard Rogers & Lorenzo Hart,
EMI Robbins Catalog, ASCAP