I'd Let My Golden Chances Pass Me

Some Enchanted Evening, You May See A Stranger Across A Crowded Room.

When The Dog Bites, When The Bee Stings, When I'm Feeling Sad, I Simply Remember My Favorite Things And Then I Don't Feel So Bad.

I'm Not Going To Run, I'm Going To Stand Here And Watch. Every Blow Will Cut Into My Heart, And Tell Me Who And What You Are.

Hello, Young Lovers, Wherever You Are.

Do I Love You Because You're Beautiful, Or Are You Beautiful Because I Love You? Am I Making Believe I See In You, A Woman Too Perfect To Be Really True? Do I Want You Because You're Wonderful, Or Are You Wonderful Because I Want You? Are You The Sweet Invention Of A Lover's Dream, Or Are You Really As Beautiful As You Seem?