A Needle in a Haystack

(from "The Gay Divorcee") It's just like looking for a needle in a haystack Searching for a moonbeam in the blue Still I've gotta find you. It's just like looking for a raindrop in the ocean, Searching for a dewdrop in the dew, Still I've gotta find you. I'll roam the town in hopes that we'll meet, Look at each face I pass on the street, Sometimes I hear the beat of your feet, But it's just imagination. Though it's like looking for a needle in a haystack, Still I'll follow every little clue, 'Cause I've gotta find you.