Colored Lights
I was sitting on a sand dune in Santa Cruze, or Monterray.
Well anyway.
I could feel the trickle on my cheek of ocean spray.
A perfect day.
Well anyway.
I remember that I turned to Sam and said.
Or was it Fred?
Well anyway.
I should be up and yet I'm down instead.
Something's missing Sam.
Something's missing Fred.
Something's missing here.
Where are my colored lights?
Beads and bleachers and colored lights.
Passing smiles round and round.
Thumping oom pah pah organ sound.
Noisy boys long and lean.
Giggles of girls in the mezzanine.
Filtered through colored lights.
Gold and amber and green.
I was sailing out of Long Beach on a catamaran.
Or fishing scow.
Well anyhow.
I was leaning, chewing cashews off the starboard bow.
That sunset, Wow.
Well anyhow.
I remember telling Joey, God you're sweet.
Or was it Pete?
Well anyhow.
I wonder why I feel so incomplete.
Something's missing Joe.
Something's missing Pete.
Something's missing here.
Where are my colored lights?
Beads and bleachers and colored lights.
Passing smiles round and round.
Thumping oom pah pah organ sound.
Noisy boys long and lean.
Giggles of girls in the mezzanine.
Filtered through colored lights.
Gold and amber and green.
And I tried to find the answers in the friends I made.
Or beds I shared.
Well anywhere.
But with other people's music ringing in my ear.
I couldn't sing.
Well anything.
And I thought if I could just be tweleve again.
Or was it ten?
Well anyway.
It seems to me I knew the secret then.
It's so simple twelve.
It's so simple ten.
It was simple then.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Passing smiles round and round.
Thumping oom pah pah organ sound.
Noisy boys long and lean.
Giggles of girls in the mezzanine.
Filtered through colored lights.
Red and orange and gold and amber and pink and yellow and green.
Leaving home years ago.
What was I looking for?
I don't know.
I can't recall.
Well anyway.
Soon I'll have my days and nights of Wonderful glimming Beautiful shimmering Colored lights!
Well anyway.
I could feel the trickle on my cheek of ocean spray.
A perfect day.
Well anyway.
I remember that I turned to Sam and said.
Or was it Fred?
Well anyway.
I should be up and yet I'm down instead.
Something's missing Sam.
Something's missing Fred.
Something's missing here.
Where are my colored lights?
Beads and bleachers and colored lights.
Passing smiles round and round.
Thumping oom pah pah organ sound.
Noisy boys long and lean.
Giggles of girls in the mezzanine.
Filtered through colored lights.
Gold and amber and green.
I was sailing out of Long Beach on a catamaran.
Or fishing scow.
Well anyhow.
I was leaning, chewing cashews off the starboard bow.
That sunset, Wow.
Well anyhow.
I remember telling Joey, God you're sweet.
Or was it Pete?
Well anyhow.
I wonder why I feel so incomplete.
Something's missing Joe.
Something's missing Pete.
Something's missing here.
Where are my colored lights?
Beads and bleachers and colored lights.
Passing smiles round and round.
Thumping oom pah pah organ sound.
Noisy boys long and lean.
Giggles of girls in the mezzanine.
Filtered through colored lights.
Gold and amber and green.
And I tried to find the answers in the friends I made.
Or beds I shared.
Well anywhere.
But with other people's music ringing in my ear.
I couldn't sing.
Well anything.
And I thought if I could just be tweleve again.
Or was it ten?
Well anyway.
It seems to me I knew the secret then.
It's so simple twelve.
It's so simple ten.
It was simple then.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Passing smiles round and round.
Thumping oom pah pah organ sound.
Noisy boys long and lean.
Giggles of girls in the mezzanine.
Filtered through colored lights.
Red and orange and gold and amber and pink and yellow and green.
Leaving home years ago.
What was I looking for?
I don't know.
I can't recall.
Well anyway.
Soon I'll have my days and nights of Wonderful glimming Beautiful shimmering Colored lights!
Credits
Writer(s): John Kander, Fred Ebb
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