Somewhere out there, there is a man
Who holds my heart in his hands.
He's the man of my dreams,
And I know he's out there, impossible as it may seem.Every night he holds me in his arms,
Protecting me from any possible harm.
As he holds me near, he whispers my name,
And all my fears start to tame.
This man is my everything.
True love to my heart is what he brings.
He's the only one who really does care,
And I know he'll always be there.
But every morning when I wake, he is not here,
And my heart sheds yet another sad, lonesome tear.
He's only the man of my dreams,
No matter how real it really does seem.
Every day I search long and hard for this man,
Keeping my heart open as long as I can,
For it could very well be true,
My dream man could really be you!