Ev’ry show must have a song
Most ev’ryone agrees
For what else could the ingenue
And the juvenile reprise
And so I wrote a random note,
A harmony or two
And when it came to add the words
I tried describing you
A very precious love
Is what you are to me
A stairway to a star
A night in Shangrilб of ecstasy
Lanterns of gold
Lanterns of blue
Twinkle in the shadows
While I dance with you
An echo in the wind
Across the summer lake