The Morning, The Night

I got the whole damn speech nailed down

petitioned the skies for clear blue weather

made the restaurant reservation

and I wait for the time we will be together

the rest of my friends know it’s on my mind

but I don’t know if she can tell

throw my hat into her empty ring

in hoping that she wears it well

look at me, don’t turn me out

look my way, don’t do without

stop dreaming

look at me, I’m over here

this is love, there’s nothing to fear

stop dreaming and tell her

and this is the morning

mist rising fine at half past nine

know it well

I can’t be obliged

to be tied and confined inside my skin

I hope it’ll work out right

it’s all you can do

how fast the world turned upside down

almost sacrilege to think

spelling love with a great big L

moving beyond a nudge and a wink

I’m risking it all on what could be delusion

chancing our friendship on emotion designs

I want to roam her world

I want to guide her over mine

look at me, don’t turn me out

look my way, don’t do without

stop dreaming

look at me, I’m over here

this is love, there’s nothing to fear

stop dreaming and tell her

I can’t help believing that I’m begging for trouble

is she gonna laugh in my face when I say “Hey, I love you”

maybe no, maybe yes

it’s worth a chance at happiness

to ask, and I’ve been sensing that she wants me to

she is lonely

she is looking for someone to help her fly

and you are lonely

I am waiting for her love to get me by

well, maybe I’m kidding myself

but I think I’m picking up her signal

now it’s all I can do to hold back that “Hey, I love you”

it’s in the way that she looks at me

it doesn’t quite kill the uncertainty

but still, I’ve got to believe she really wants me too

does she want me too, does she want me too

she is lovely

she is looking for someone to help her fly

you’ve been friends so long

and you are lovely

I am hoping that her love will get me high

you’ve been friends so long

I waited till twilight

can’t wait any more, and I’m at her door

ring the bell

walk hand in hand in advancing summer evening

is it gonna work out right

she’s feeling it too

look at me, don’t turn me out

look my way, don’t do without

stop dreaming

look at me, I’m over here

this is love, I can't make it any more clear

stop dreaming, stop dreaming

come with me

I’ll show you mountains beyond reason

we’ll talk openly of treason

it’s the season for a change

Greek chorus performed by Scott Brownlow, Peter Crane, Elaine DiMasi, Shelley Welch