Make him mine ( Witches of Eastwick - The Musical )

If I could ask, if I could choose
What sort of man might fill the shoes
I'd like to find inside my door ?
What man might fill those Tom Mc Ann's ?
What would I ask ? Yes, what indeed ?
What would I dare ? What would I dare ?
I'd ask the moon...
I'd ask the moon...
I'd ask if I thought the moon would care

I close my eyes and I see him there.
Ev'rything I dreamed of.
Warm, attentive...
Smooth, succesful...
Stalwart and strong...

I close my eyes and it's past compare.
Ev'rything I hoped for.
Ev'rything I pictured.
Ev'rything I wanted all along !

Make him mine, make him mine.
Make him handsome as the devil
Yet perfectly divine.
Make him mine.
The ultimate companion, the ideal design.
All manner of man in one man.
Make him mine !

I close my eyes and I see him there.
A stranger at the doorstep.
Dark enchanted...
Filled with secrets...
Frightened to feel...

I close my eyes and my heart's laid bare.
Ev'rything I hoped for...
Ev'rything I pictured...
Ev'rything I wanted... and it all seems so real.

I see him there.
There he is, pure perfection, down to the core.
A sight to see ; very handsome, yes, but so much more.
Someone to touch.
Someone to talk to.
A tow'r of strengh...
A man of means...
Who likes to read...
With calloused hands...
Who wears a suit...
Who likes to paint...
Who works the land...
Who runs an office
A gentle soul !
A man of war...
Smooth and fair...
A mass of hair...
That's all I'm asking for.

Make him mine, make him mine.
Make him brilliant as a diamond
And beautiful as gold.
Bright and bold.
Let all our many wishes conjoin and combine.
All manner of man in one man.
Make him mine !

I think the words.
I speak the thought.
The moon shines bright.
The night grows hot.
Let the heavens give us all they've got
All manner of man in one man.
Make him mine...

All mine...
All Mine...
Make him mine !