Nits Bis The Ballroom Of Romance
(Hofstede/Peters) In the ballroom of romance Bridie's waiting for a dance With her back pressed to the wall She lets the lamplight stripe her hands She smells the perfume of her friends "Soir de Paris " No news from France, no news at all The secret glancing, the little schemes Have proven false elusive dreams We kissed, he said good-bye Sent away to foreign shores He's writing home, he dances no more No news from France tonight Maybe sad they sent him off to fight In some far distant land Maybe sad to see us part Baby sad the last dance is saved for me And for some sweet romance The last waltz lingers in our heart
