If you are but a dreamI hope I never wakenIt's more

The night is like a lovely tune, beware my foolish heart!How

I came down from Butte, MontanaFor a little change of sceneAnd

You may not be an angel, `cause angels are so fewBut

Before Lord God made the sea or the landHe held all

you desire meSo shall I come to youHowe'er you

Oh luna rossa, you're out tonightA moon of red in a

1: Frank Sinatra, night (Silent night), holy night (Holy

Love locked out in all the cold and rainLove locked out,

New York, New YorkOr a village in IowaThe only difference is

at yourself, if you had a sense of humorYou would

Forget your troubles and just get happyYou better chase all your

Somewhere in your heartTry to save a place for meSomewhere in

I don't want youBut I'd hate to lose youYou've got me

I offer you the moon set in a summer skyThat is

foggy day in London townHad me low, had me

All through the day I dream about the nightI dream about

If I steal a kiss, dear, I'll surely return it somedayIf

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

Love makes us whatever we want to beYou and me the