All my life. I've been living in a fantasy. Songs of love. To help me through the night. . All my life. I keep wondering where you'll be?. When will I finally see the light?.
I saw you at the Beechwood Cafe. You looked at me and then you looked away. That was some kind. Some kind of friend you turned out to be. You said you had places that you had to be.
They tell me, I'm the man of the hour.. --Champagne, all around. It's been so long since I've been alone.... Sometimes, it gets me down.. And you,. You're pretty as a picture.