I’m in love with the teller, but how do I tell her?
I try to deposit my interest
Obtain some currency
But I always withdraw
I come up short
This deficiency will not last
On account of my ardor
Wait and see

Love doesn’t wait around
It didn’t for me
When my inamorata
For whom I had waited so long
Announced she was ready
Ready to be with me
I delayed, chuffed at her delay
Three weeks later she was gone
Married a business manager
Took me many years to get over her

Then there was the time I was a two-timer
Stupid me
I didn’t push enough to see which one was real
My true love left me with that last great photo
It’s all is that’s left is to conjure up what might have been
So take it from me
Be on your game
Because love is no game
That love was taken from me
I was robbed by my indolence
That robber is me

The rain falls gently
Softly soothing the sadness
As time goes by
A crackling fire
A happy tabby
A glass of Chardonnay
Everything I need
Except her
And what has come to be
Will she return?
That I’d like to know
Gone for good?
Or just the ebb and flow
The ups and down of any relationship?
I just don’t know

So I like the rain
At least it’s there for me
I stay inside
Inside with my thoughts
And memories
Watching, waiting, hoping
For the doorbell to ring
I’ll have another sip of wine
Try and think of other things

She can’t hurt me anymore
I have no more tears to shed
If that means being alone, then, so be it
I know what’s ahead
Oh good times will come
I’ll just wait and see
I’ll get a new baby
Someone who will be
In my corner
In my heart
Who will be there to stay
So she can’t hurt me anymore
It’s a brand new day

Ben is a baker with a twinkle in his eye
He can sure make a cake
Seth is a regular customer with a sweet tooth for his fudge
He loves the jocularity and wit of sweet Ben
With his chef’s hat he is jauntily attired
As he seems to live life as a whim
Seth has a daughter, sweet Agnes
Pretty as sugar is sweet
So he has the notion to create a magical potion
He needed them to meet
Seth sent her in on a many a foray
To retrieve pastries he so likes
Ben eventually took notice and he began to like
This darling girl in ringlets and pearls
She was such a sight
One thing led to another
It’s fifty years on with many grandsons
And their youngest, a granddaughter
She comes around with regularity
Helps with the baking and always says “please”

Red heels in a white dress
She is a sail full of wind
Propelling us to the Cape of Good Hope
So much within my heart
I’m taking the chance
A vision she is
Of ecstasy
This is nirvana
I am in

That someone is so lovely
Staggers me
That she can love me
I cannot believe
But luck has met opportunity
I’ll take the bet
I’ll be at my best
You ain’t seen nothing yet
Wait and see

Welcome to the house of blues
I’m the maître d’
Have a seat anywhere
Some people never leave
Most don’t eat
They just drink and stare
Order up a double
Swirl the ice around
They are troubled
Very down
But so aware

Maybe jazz will soothe
A standard the pianist plays
The clientele get lost in thought
In dreams of yesterday
After all, it’s the house of blues
Where they come to stay

Welcome, have a seat
It’s like this every day