A Nightingale Sang in Berk’ley Square
Basin Street Blues
Do Nothin’ Till You Hear From Me
Drifting
Forever For Now
Heavenly
He Is They Are
If I Could Give You More
I’ll Dream Of You Again
I’ve Got A Great Idea
Imagination
It’s Alright With Me
Just A Boy
Just Kiss Me
On The Atchison, Topeka, And The Santa Fe
Only Cause I Don’t Have You
Recipe For Love
Stardust
Tangerine
We Are In Love
(I Just) Whispered Your Name
With Imagination (I’ll Get There)
I forget what happens on the fourth of July or when the rent is due.
Dates and deadlines just float by, but I always remember you.
What Columbus set out to discover, Isabelle already knew.
There’ll be horizons and skylines and other lovers, but I always remember you.
If I could rearrange history and give it to you as a gift,
there would be one more movement In Beethoven’s fifth.
Why, oh why, in a land of plenty some just have to make do?
At the end of a breadline with just a penny, I’ll always remember you.
If I could rearrange history and give it to you as a gift,
there would be one more movement In Beethoven’s fifth.
Why, oh why, in a land of plenty some just have to make do?
At the end of a breadline with just a penny, I’ll always remember you.
A Nightingale Sang in Berk’ley Square
That certain night, the night we met, there was magic abroad in the air.
There were angels dining at the Ritz and a nightingale sang in Berkeley square.
I may be right, I may be wrong, but I’m perfectly willing to swear
that when you turned and smiled at me, a nightingale sang in Berkeley square.
The moon that lingered over London town, poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could he know we two were so in love, the whole darned world seemed upside down.
The streets of town were paved with stars, it was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said good-night, a nightingale sang in Berkeley square.
The moon that lingered over London town, poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could he know we two were so in love, the whole darned world seemed upside down.
The streets of town were paved with stars, it was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said good-night, a nightingale sang, a nightingale sang,
I know cause I was there that night in Berkeley square.
Basin Street Blues
Basin street is the street where all the white and the black folk meet,
down in New Orleans, the land of dreams.
You never know how much it seems, not just how much it really means.
I’m glad to be, yes sirree, in the land of reverie, and I can’t lose my basin street blues.
Do Nothin’ Till You Hear From Me
Do nothin’ till you hear from me, pay no attention to what’s said.
Why one should tear the seam of anyone’s dream, it’s over my head.
Do nothin’ till you hear from me, at least consider our romance.
If you should take the word of others you heard, baby, I haven’t a chance.
True, I’ve been seen with someone new, that doesn’t mean I’ve been untrue.
While we’re apart, the words in my heart reveal how I feel about you.
Some kiss may cloud my memory and other arms may hold a thrill,
but please do nothin’ till you hear it from me, baby, you never will.
True, I’ve been seen with someone new, that doesn’t mean I’ve been untrue.
While we’re apart, the words in my heart reveal how I feel about you.
Some kiss may cloud my memory and other arms may hold a thrill,
but please do nothin’ till you hear it from me, please do nothin’ till you hear it from me,
please do nothin’ till you hear it from me, and baby, you never will.
Drifting
I see your eyes drifting, drifting, I’m really not that naïve.
You wear a smile but it’s drifting, drifting while I wear my heart on my sleeve.
I feel your coldness against my skin, I know what follows the autumn wind.
And though you say your heart isn’t drifting, drifting, the words simply don’t ring true,
you’re drifting and I’m losing you.
I feel your coldness against my skin, I know what follows the autumn wind.
And though you say your heart isn’t drifting, drifting, the words simply don’t ring true,
you’re drifting and I’m losing you.
Forever For Now
Meet me on the corner of Close and Soon. I’ll have a song in my head and my hands on a tune.
Nothing lasts forever, so I figure I better take you forever for now.
Meet me in the lobby of destiny, I’ll have a ribbon on my shoulders and a halo over me.
If nothing lasts forever, then I guess I better take you forever for now.
Under a clock by an information desk, I’ll be there will bells on.
By an old oak, a fountain in the park, just don’t be long.
By the ticket counter for love in spring, I’ll be standing there with cupid and he can aim that thing.
Nothing lasts forever, so I figure I better take you forever for now.
By the ticket counter for love in spring, I’ll be standing there with cupid and he can aim that thing.
Nothing lasts forever, so I figure I better take you forever for now.
Heavenly
He’s always smiling, he never looks mean even when the sun comes in between.
The man in the moon is smiling cause he’s in love,
the man in the moon is smiling, cause he’s in love with the girl in the world.
She’s there in the evening, she never comes late.
All day she spins around but never makes him wait.
The girl in the world is smiling cause she’s in love,
The girl in the world is smiling cause she’s in love with the man in the moon.
When two heavenly bodies glow, all the stars agree-
a planet might be born, maybe even a galaxy.
And in the morning, they don’t say good-bye, but with a kiss, they blend into the sky.
Oh, they’re smiling cause they’re in love.
The man in the moon is smiling cause he’s in love with the girl in the world.
The man in the moon is smiling cause he’s in love with the girl in the world. Heavenly!
He Is They Are
He is good, they are happy. He is strong, they are secure.
He is right, they are unquestioning. He is wrong, they are demure.
When she left, he was tortured. She was gone, they were confused.
He was forgetful, they were supportive. He was funny, they were amused.
He did things that only superman could do, things that sis and I could not believe were true.
He is older, they are loving, he is hardened, they are grown.
He is needing, they are giving, he is glad they are his own.
He did things that only superman could do, things that sis and I could not believe were true.
He is older, they are loving, he is hardened, they are grown.
He is needing, they are giving, he is glad they are his own.
If I Could Give You More
If I could give you more, I’d fill the house with flowers, let you sleep for hours.
Throw open the windows and unlock the doors, if I could give you more.
If I could give you more, I’d make the streets safe for every homeless waif
that wanders alone to a foreign shore, oh, I would give you more.
See that you are sainted, remain true and pure
so that you never get lost, no matter what you may endure.
If I could give you more, I’d hand the world a phrase
that could not be erased and tells of a love that’s never been before, oh, I will give you more.
See that you are sainted, remain true and pure
so that you never get lost, no matter what you may endure.
If I could give you more, I’d hand the world a phrase
that could not be erased and tells of a love that’s never been before, oh, I will give you more.
I’ll Dream Of You Again
I spent last night dreaming of your eyes, but your hair kept getting in the way.
Your lips dropped in to tell me how you’d been
but when I tried to kiss them, my pillow told me I missed them
Your voice dropped by and sang a lullaby and it was then I knew just what to do-
I’d fall asleep and then I’d dream of you again.
Your voice dropped by and sang a lullaby and it was then I knew just what to do-
I’d fall asleep and then I’d dream of you again.
I’ve Got A Great Idea
I’ve got a great idea, wouldn’t you like to know?
You probably can’t bear it so I guess I’ll have to share it, I thought of it a moment ago.
It starts with your hand in mine, next comes a little stroll.
You probably won’t buy it, but I’m trying to keep it quiet so please don’t tell a soul.
Cause if you do, the world and you will think I’m crazy and give me medicine.
They’ll drag me away and as I go you’ll hear me say,
”I could have been a decent match for Edison.”
Ideas are few and far between and good ideas are rarer still.
So listen and be wise, just forget the other guys,
cause my idea’s no good for three, my idea is you and me.
Cause if you do, the world and you will think I’m crazy and give me medicine.
They’ll drag me away and as I go you’ll hear me say,
”I could have been a decent match for Edison.”
Ideas are few and far between and good ideas are rarer still.
So listen and be wise, just forget the other guys,
cause my idea’s no good for three, my idea is you and me.
Imagination
Imagination is funny, it makes a cloudy day sunny.
It makes a bee think of honey just like I think of you.
Imagination is crazy, your whole perspective gets hazy,
it starts you asking a daisy what to do, what to do.
Have you ever felt a gentle touch, and then a kiss, then and then,
you find it’s only your imagination again, oh, well.
Imagination is silly, you go around willy-nilly.
For example I go around wanting you, yet I can’t imagine that you want me too.
Have you ever felt a gentle touch, and then a kiss, then and then,
you find it’s only your imagination again, oh, well.
Imagination is silly, you go around willy-nilly.
For example I go around wanting you, yet I can’t imagine that you want me too.
It’s Alright With Me
It’s the wrong time and the wrong place, though your face is charming, it’s the wrong face.
It’s not her face but it’s such a charming face, that it’s alright with me.
It’s the wrong song in the wrong style, though your smile is lovely it’s the wrong smile.
It’s not her smile but it’s such a lovely smile, that it’s alright with me.
Oo, you can’t know how happy I am that we met, I’m strangely attracted to you.
There’s someone I’m trying so hard to forget, don’t you want to forget someone too?
It’s the wrong game with the wrong chips, though your lips are tempting they’re the wrong lips.
They’re not her lips but they’re such tempting lips that it’s alright with me.
You can’t know how happy I am that we met, I’m strangely attracted to you.
Girl, there’s someone I’m trying so hard to forget, don’t you want to forget someone too?
Well, wrong game and the wrong chips, though your lips are tempting they’re the wrong lips.
They’re not her lips but they’re such tempting lips that if some night you’re free,
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, alright, alright, alright,
oo, baby, shudder, darling, it’s alright with me.
Just A Boy
The last days in May before summer lay claim, back in the school yard, we made up a game.
Now is always, is always the same, too bad always always ends.
I remember, I remember when. But I was just, just a boy then.
Innocent envy without compromise, recommendations all ill advised.
Tall tales and little white lies, oh, the truth had to bend.
I remember, I remember when. But I was just, just a boy then.
Now that we’re tall and all grown, a house a car and lives of our own,
we put off but we can’t postpone the way we become men.
I remember, I remember when. But I was just, just a boy then.
Just Kiss Me
Just kiss me and forget all about that other stuff. Kiss me, your big red lips, I think, will be enough.
Don’t worry with your lipstick, I’m gonna kiss it all away.
Throw away your lipstick, that ain’t your color, anyway.
My lips are your color, so lips, stick with me!
Oo, when you kiss me, I’ve got to know just how much you miss me.
Kiss me and I’ll take your lips to paradise. Kiss me and paradise will never feel so nice.
You’re beautiful, you don’t need all that make up and you don’t need to take up, shut up,
all of your time in front of the mirror, can’t you know that you’re my dinner?
Baby, can’t you see we’re in love?
Ooo, when you kiss me, I’ve got to know just how much you miss me.
Kiss me and put all the stars back in the sky.
Kiss me and maybe then you’ll know the reason why I want you,
and my love’s gonna haunt you, and I’m gonna flaunt you
in front of all the boys that live on my street
and they’re gonna be jealous ’cause you’re so sweet.
Do you think I should repeat? Do you think I should repeat? Repeat? Repeat? Aw, say it, man!
I’m in love, love, I’m in love! I’m in love, sweet love!
On The Atchison, Topeka, And The Santa Fe
Do you hear that whistle down the line? I figure that it’s engine number forty-nine.
She’s the only one that’ll sound that way on The Atchison, Topeka, and The Santa Fe.
See the old smoke rising ’round the bend, I reckon that she knows she’s gonna meet a friend.
Folks, around these parts get the time of day from The Atchison, Topeka, and The Santa Fe.
Here she comes, whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo. Hey Jim, you’d better get the rig.
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, she’s got a list of passengers that’s pretty big
and they’ll all want lifts to Brown’s hotel, cause of lots of them been traveling for quite a spell,
all the way from Philadelphia on The Atchison, Topeka, and The Santa Fe.
Here she comes, whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo. Hey Jim, you’d better get the rig.
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, she’s got a list of passengers that’s pretty big
and they’ll all want lifts to Ray Brown’s hotel, cause of lots of them been traveling for quite a spell,
all the way from Philadelphia on The Atchison, Topeka, and The Santa Fe.
Only Cause I Don’t Have You
Turn off the music, take down the signs. Pack up the boxes, put away the wine.
No toast for the future, no reward for the find.
If looks could kill, this mirror would do only cause I don’t have you.
Don’t bother with ovations, leave off the fanfare.
Let the candles melt down till the smoke’s all that’s there.
Leave the veil in place, a tear, la mer.
I could say it was nothing now that there’s nothing new, only cause I don’t have you.
Not built on a wisp or whim, twist an arm, break a leg, tear me limb from limb.
If there’s a point you’ve made it, if there’s a fare I’ve paid it.
Later on, good wishes, later on, good try, I’m afraid won’t do, it’s not justified.
You go from the privy and you end up deprived.
On top of the world, but still there’s no view
only cause I don’t have you, only cause I don’t have you.
Recipe For Love
A little bit of me and a whole lot of you, add a dash of starlight and a dozen roses, too,
then let it rise for a hundred years or two and that’s the recipe for making love.
It doesn’t need sugar cause it’s already sweet, it doesn’t need an oven cause it’s got a lot of heat,
just add a dash of kisses to make it all complete and that’s the recipe for making love.
And if you’ve made it right you’ll know it, it’s not like anything you’ve made before.
And if you’ve made it wrong you’ll know it, cause it won’t keep you coming back for more.
I didn’t get it from my grandma’s book upon the shelf,
I didn’t get it from a magical and culinary elf,
no, a little birdie told me you can’t make it by yourself, and that’s the recipe for making love.
And if you’ve made it right you’ll know it, it’s not like anything you’ve made before.
And if you’ve made it wrong you’ll know it, cause it won’t keep you coming back for more.
I didn’t get it from my grandma’s book upon the shelf,
I didn’t get it from a magical and culinary elf,
no, a little birdie told me you can’t make it by yourself,
and that’s the recipe, girl, that’s the recipe for making love with you,
that’s the recipe for making love.
Stardust
And now the purple dusk of twilight time steals across the meadow of my heart.
High up in the sky the little stars climb, always reminding me that we’re apart.
You wandered down the lane and far away, leaving me a song that will not die.
Love is now the stardust of yesterday, the music of the years gone by.
Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely nights dreaming of a song.
The melody haunts my reverie and I am once again with you.
When our love was new and each kiss an inspiration,
but that was long ago now my consolation is in the stardust of a song.
Beside the garden wall when stars are bright, you are in my arms.
The nightingale tells his fairy tale of paradise where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain, in my heart it will remain:
my stardust melody, the memory of love’s refrain.
Beside the garden wall when stars are bright, you are in my arms.
The nightingale tells his fairy tale of paradise where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain, in my heart it will remain:
my stardust melody, the memory of love’s refrain.
Tangerine
South American stories tell of a girl who’s quite a dream, the beauty of her race.
Though you’ll doubt all the stories and think the tales are just a bit extreme,
wait till you see her face.
Oo, Tangerine, she is all they claim, with her eyes of night and lips as bright as flame.
Tangerine, when she dances by, senoritas stare and caballeros sigh.
And I’ve seen toasts to tangerine raised in every bar across the Argentine
Yes, she’s got them all on the run, but her heart belongs to just one,
her heart belongs to Tangerine.
And I’ve seen toasts to tangerine raised in every bar across the Argentine
Yes, she’s got them all on the run, but her heart belongs to just one,
her heart belongs to Tangerine.
She’s got them all on the run, but her heart belongs to just one, her heart belongs to Tangerine.
Tangerine, Tangerine, oo, nectarine, figurine, Tangerine.
We Are In Love
I know you so well, I can tell by the sound of your voice if you’re really in love with me and you are, you are.
You know I can’t lie, if I say to you ’baby, I love you,’ then baby, I love you, and I do, yes, I do.
I do, could it be that’s the phrase you thought never would phase you, well baby, you better hold on tight.
Cause I’m the one who’s supposed to kneel down and propose, well alright, I might, I might.
So, when I kiss you good-night, just sleep tight with the thought that you’ll
always be caught up in love with me, and you’ll dream that the stars up above
have the answer of whether we’ll be or whether we won’t be in love, well, we are, we are.
I do, could it be that’s the phrase you thought never would phase you, well baby, oh, you better hold on tight.
Cause I’m the one who’s supposed to kneel down and propose, well alright, I might, I might.
So, when I kiss you good-night, just sleep tight with the thought that you’ll
always be caught up in love with me, and you’ll dream that the stars up above
have the answer of whether we’ll be or whether we won’t be in love, well, we are, we are.
Girl we are, yes, we are, undoubtedly, we are.
(I Just) Whispered Your Name
Somebody was spreading rumors about better days a coming.
Why was I humming as if I knew, one and the same- I just whispered your name.
Somebody was saying something about there being an end to tyranny.
But when they asked me what would I do if that day came, I only whispered your name.
Everyone got their own opinion and protects their own dominion.
No doubt for them it’s true, but I tell them what I really believe, my only worry is protecting you.
No one should ever be lonely, we’d all find somebody to care.
Ask me if I dare to answer who could carry that flame, I’d just whisper your name.
Everyone got their own opinion and protects their own dominion.
No doubt for them it’s true, but I tell them what I really believe, my only worry is protecting you.
No one should ever be lonely, we’d all find somebody to care, well.
Ask me if I dare to answer who could carry that flame, carry that flame, carry that flame,
I’d just whisper your name.
With Imagination (I’ll Get There)
I’ve traveled many a mile and haven’t found a home.
I’ve traveled many a mile and one seed’s unsown
I’ll travel another mile till I finally find my own, with imagination, I’ll get there.
I started with a dream but came to a decision. I started with a dream but now I have a mission.
I have a goal to see beyond my vision, with imagination, I’ll get there.
I’ve got to be strong to climb the next hill. I’ve got to be strong, my fate to fulfill.
And from a strength stronger than my will, with imagination, I’ll get there.
In my father’s house, no harsh words are spoken. In my father’s house, no vows are broken.
In a holy place, my soul, like beams, oakens. With imagination, I’ll get there.
When weary is your world, go and spin another.
When weary is your world, there’s heaven to discover.
Here on earth, we’re sister and brother, with imagination, yeah, we’re gonna get there.
And if I stand alone, then to my cause, I’m loyal. If I stand alone, either common or royal.
Hey, I’m not afraid to cross their sea of toil, with imagination, I’ll get there.
With imagination, I’ll get there. With imagination, I’ll get there.
Oo, I’m gonna get there, mmm hmm. I know it might take some time.
I might have to cross the sea of toil, well, with imagination, I’m gonna get there.