Modern Skirts My Lost Soprano
Atop the old piano, she sang soprano
In the dark, apart from lightning
There was not a light in the sky, my lullaby
It's laced with our smiles and my eyes were never blind
And in between her wine sips
She scaled down the ivory
And landing on my wingtips
She made sure the loose ends were tied
Sunlight can slide through the blinds at any time
Come on home, there's sorrow in my baritone
Is that he way you want me to sing?
Come on home, i'm tired of all these standard solo
songs
on the bill without the same ring
And if one day on Broadway, far from the ancient taste
of wine
My lost soprano's on every marquee sign in the sky, my
lullaby
Alive in the songs in my eyes, oh lullaby
Come on home, there's sorrow in my baritone
Is that he way you want me to sing?
Come on home, i'm tired of all these standard solo
songs
on the bill without the same ring
I've been waiting for too long
For you to come and bring it on
Won't you let me tag along?
Why go sailing on your own?
Come on home, there's sorrow in my baritone
Is that he way you want me to sing?
Come on home, i'm tired of all these standard solo
songs
on the bill without the same ring
I've been waiting for too long
For you to come and bring it on
Won't you let me tag along?
Why go sailing on your own?
