What good would the moon be
Unless the right one shared its beams?
What good would dreams come true be
If love wasn't in those dreams?
And a primrose path
What would be the fun
Of walking down a path like that
Without the right one?
What good would the night be
Without the right lips whispering low?
Kiss me, oh darling, kiss me
While evening stars still glow
No, it won't be a primrose path for me
No, it won't be diamonds and gold
But maybe it will be
Someone who'll love me
Someone who'll love just me
To have and to hold