Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting & Johnny Mercer
Will I ever find the boy in my mind
The one who is my ideal?
Maybe he's a dream and yet he might be
Just around the corner waiting for me
Will I recognize the light in his eyes
That no other eyes reveal
Or will I pass him by and never even know
That he was my ideal?