Horace
Horace Vandergelder
Mrs. Horace Vandergelder
Just leave everything to me
No, it won't be like the first time
How can it be like the first time?
But why does it have to be?
Don't look for shooting stars
For love is only love
You touch
And still you touch the ground
Don't listen for those bells
For love is only love
And if it's love you'll find
Your heart won't hear a sound
And when you hold his hand
You only hold his hand
The violins are all a bluff
But if you're really wise
The silence of his eyes
Will tell you
Love is only love
And it's wonderful enough
Without the shooting stars
Without the sound of bells
Without the violins
Love is wonderful
Enough
