Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger,

You may see a stranger across a crowded room,

And somehow you know, you know even then,

That somehow you’ll see him again and again.

🎶

Some enchanted evening, someone may be laughing,

You may hear him laughing across a crowded room,

And night after night, as strange as it seems,

The sound of his laughter will sing in your dreams.

🎶

        —Rodgers & Hammerstein