Final Curtain 1 … St. Francis again

As Frank would say. I had it my way. I just want to make you feel better. Dwell on the past. A tear falls as I think we had it our way. And as long as you sleep in our bed. And can open the harpsichord you have me nearby.

And you sit upstairs and feel me near. I wrote this upstairs on my perch for you. As long as you put new Christmas lights on the boat I'll be nearby.