This was written for all the dreaming lonely women out there. Deep in my heart I carry The image of a man That I could love; A man whose senses throb with life, Who's looked at beauty and felt An answering call within his soul; Who's heart has taken pain and hurt, And turned them into love, With a mind that's honed and stretched, Who's seen and understood And is questioned all there is And still knows how to hope. A man with no pretenses Who doesn't need to hide; A man who's real and true And not afraid to drop his mask And let me see his vulnerability; A man who's strong enough to know That he is weak, And, knowing this, forgive; A man who sees the funny side And laughs at life and at himself And yet reveres the spirit of God That breathes in all mankind. A man who'd look at me And see the one I am And the one that I might be; And have the generosity To want what's best for me; A man who'd share And be there when I faltered And off to carry an extra load Deep in my heart I cherish This man I know so well. So long I've dreamed Of finding him, The man that I could love. But if I ever do I'll have to be a woman Such a man could love.