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

close your eyes, for that's a lovely way to

I know why I've waited, know why I've been bluePrayed each

The dream I'm building is Early AmericanSomething that won't go out

I never cared much for moonlight skies, I never wink at

In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the GypsyShe

Soft as a raindrop, fresh as the seaWarm as the sunshine

a star from out the skyAnd the sky feels

I'm not much to look at, nothin' to seeJust glad I'm

Where do you go when it starts to rain?Where will you

I'm not the guy who cared about loveAnd I'm not the

one ever tells you what's like to love and

lived our little drama, we kissed in a field

never feel a thing is realWhen I'm away from

Frank be aroundNo matter howYou treat me nowI'll be

fellow needs a girlTo sit by his sideAt the

All or nothing at allHalf a love, never appealed to meIf

Frank Sinatra: Well for Gods sake if it ain't Ben Casey.

Fly me to the moonLet me play among the starsLet me

Head on my pillow just thinking of youHead on my pillowSo