Horace, Horace Vandergelder

Mrs. Horace Vandergelder

Just leave everything to me

Though 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've found

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 star

Without the sounds of bells

Without the violins

Love is wonderful enough