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 the 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 the 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?


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    General CommentFrom the CD insert, the corrected lyrics should be:

    atop the old piano, she sang soprano in the dark
    apart from lightning, there was not a light in the sky
    my lullaby was laced with her smiles and my eyes were colorblind

    and in between her wine sips, she scaled down the ivory and pine
    and on my wingtips, she made sure the loose ends were tied
    the sunlight could slide through the blinds at anytime

    come on home, there's sorrow in my baritone
    is that the 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 then one day on broadway, far from the aged taste of wine
    my lost soprano on every marquee sign in the sky
    my lullaby alive in her songs and my eyes so colorblind

    i've been waiting far too long for you to come and bring it on
    won't you let me tag along, why go sailing on your own
    aardvark4on November 17, 2008   Link

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