Judy Holiday:
  
  So that's what you look like
  At last I know
  You're better better than a dream
  What you are is better far better than a dream
  Well I tried to picture your face
  But now I see you you're out of this world you're out of this sphere you're out of that outer space
  Better better than a dream
  What is real is more ideal than a dream
  To see and hear you to be so near you is better better than a dream
  
  Dean:
  
  Can this be a dream
  Can I still be asleep on the couch there
  Can this girl be really here
  She seems to know by sheer intuition how I landed in this condition
  Or does she know me the way I think the way that I drink the fact that I slept all year
  But it's not a dream 'cause look I've got some words on the paper
  Steady boy don't faint or scream
  Don't ask who sent you this angel it's better better than a dream