Stephen Sondheim Forty Days
[CLARA]
Giorgio, darling
Forty days leave, so soon
Imagine that, a whole forty days
Well, forty matinees
I'll be there to greet the train
That carried you away from me
Because it brings you home
I'm filling up the room
Our little room
With every flower in bloom
I'll have the fire lit, the table set
I'll wear the blue chemise
And once we're in our room
Our secret room
Where I'll be able to care for you
Kiss you, embrace you
Be there for you
