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All the lovely ladies in their finery tonight* |
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I wish that I could know them one by one |
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All the handsome gentlemen with loving on their minds |
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Strolling in to take the ladies home |
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Bless you all and keep you on the road to tenderness |
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Heaven can be yours just for now. |
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All the gentle strangers who by nature do not smile |
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To everyone who cannot hold a pen |
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To all you heavy rounders with a headache for your pains |
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Who dread the thought of going round the bend |
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Bless you all and keep you on the road to better things |
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Heaven can be yours just for now. |
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To all the lovely ladies in their finery tonight |
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I wish that I could kiss you while you knit |
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To all the ones who learn to live with bein second-guessed |
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Whose job it is to give more then to get |
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Bless you all and keep you with the strength to understand |
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Heaven can be yours just for now. |
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To all the little dreamers with a dream that cannot last |
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To all the sleeping giants who must wake |
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To every man who answers to the letter of the law |
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And all the rest imprisoned by mistake |
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Bless you all and keep you with the faith to let it pass |
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Heaven can be yours just for now |
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To all the lonely sailors who have trouble beeing seen |
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To all of you with heartache that remains |
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Maybe sometime later you might swim back into shore |
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If someone could relieve you of your chains |
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Bless you all and keep you all on the land or on the sea |
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Heaven can be yours, just for now |
