Ginger Rogers - Darcy

When two strangers stand in the lunch-line alone

The planets align with the moon

And when I lower my tray, you are inches away from the bravest first date in

the room

«Can I sit down?»

Your music school friends at the table are mimes to me now, as you begin to

speak

«I've seen you around, where are you from?

And would you like to come to a party on the west side of town?»

You were the film noire dish in the black and white flicks

Always running away with some spoon

I was the fishing pole boy before the credits begin who dangles his legs from

the moon

With yellower hair, you make a swell Ginger Rogers

And I’m Fred Astaire, if nobody is standing near to compare

'Cause from my front row view, the performer is you

And I am just singing along

Well, your hair turned as red as the leaves on the ground

On the day you left school for the holidays

There was too much to pack, so you never came back

And now two years have passed with no word

Well, don’t count me out 'cause I’ve got a plan to love you

With or without your cooperation

I’m still around, and I loved you before you weren’t anything more

Than a unicorn haunting these halls

So let’s start again, we’ll find a new town, and we’ll go to vocational school

And I’ll learn to cook, and you’ll learn to weld

And we’ll waste our days playing with fire

Because what do we need with theories and old text book answers?

Just give me some seed, and I’ll plant a garden growing things you can see

And we’ll watch the time pass, lying still in the grass

And our children can run getting burned by the sun

And we’ll learn to love music for free, the way people used to