(Cello intro). . (Bassonova intro). . (Whispered) Une, Deux, Troit. Afternoons on the Rue de Fleures. In the flat that I shared with Gertrude.... We served tea and got drunk on conversations.
Grace and John are in their morning places. He looks at the paper: she looks straight ahead. Neither one is hungry, but they need to be fed.. Yesterday the kids came by to see them,.
Oh dreamboat my sugarloaf. I can tell by your smile. Oh baby I can be one hell of a port of call. If you would drop your anchor and stay for a while - yet.