Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim
Music: Stephen Sondheim
The eye sees, the thought flies.
The eye tells, the thought denies.
I will prepare for your returning.
Is there no other way?
The word falls, the heart cries.
The heart knows the word's disguise.
I shall expect you then at evening.
Is there no other way?
The bird sings, the wind sighs.
The air stirs, the bird shies.
A storm approaches.
There must be other ways…
The leaf shakes, the wings rise.
The song stops, the bird flies.
The storm approaches.
I will have supper waiting.
The song stops, the bird flies.
The mind stirs, the heart replies.
"There is no other way."
I will prepare for your returning.
"There is no other way."
I shall expect you in the evening.
The word stops, the heart dies.
The wind counts the lost goodbyes.
There is no other way.
There is no other way…