BEN:
Too many mornings
Waking and pretending I reach for you,
Thousands of mornings
Dreaming of my girl.
All that time wasted,
Merely passing through,
Time I could have spent
So content
Wasting time with you.
Too many mornings
Wishing that the room might be filled with you.
Morning to morning,
Turning into days.
All the days that I thought would never end,
All the nights with another day to spend.
All those times I'd look up to see
Sally standing at the door
Sally moving to the bed,
Sally resting in my arms
With her head against my head.
SALLY:
If you don't kiss me, Ben, I think I'm going to die.
How I planned:
What I'd wear tonight and
When should I get here,
How should I find you,
Where I'd stand,
What I'd say in case you didn't remember.
How I'd remind you--
You remembered.
And my fears were wrong!
Was it ever real?
Did I ever love you this much?
Did we ever feel
So happy then?
BEN:
It was always real SALLY:
I should have worn green.
And I've always loved you
this much. I wore green the last time.
We can always feel
The time I
this happy... was happy...
BOTH:
Too many mornings
Wasted in pretending I reach for you.
How many mornings
Are there still to come!
How much time can we hope that there will be?
Not much time, but it's time enough for me.
If there's time to look up and be/see
Sally standing at the door,
Sally moving to the bed,
Sally resting in your/my arms,
With your head against my head.
compositores: Stephen Sondheim
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