Could I Leave You?
Leave you, leave you
How could I leave you?
How could I go it alone?
Could I wave the years away with a quick goodbye?
How do you wipe tears away when your eyes are dry?
Sweetheart, lover, could I recover?
Give up the joys I have known?
Not to fetch your pills again every day at five
Not to give those dinners for ten elderly men from the U.N
How could I survive?
Could I leave you
And your shelves of the world's best books?
And the evenings of martyred looks, cryptic sighs
Sullen glares from those injured eyes?
Leave the quips with a sting, jokes with a sneer
Passionless lovemaking once a year
Leave the lies ill-concealed
And the wounds never healed
And the game's not worth winning
And wait, I'm just beginning
What, leave you, leave you?
How could I leave you?
What would I do on my own?
Putting thoughts of you aside in the south of France
Would I think of suicide?
Darling, shall we dance?
Could I live through the pain on a terrace in Spain?
Would it pass?
It would pass
Could I bury my rage
With a boy half your age in the grass?
Ha-ha, bet your ass
But I've done that already or didn't you know, love?
Tell me, how could I leave when I left long ago, love
Could I leave you?
No, the point is, could you leave me?
Well, I guess you could leave me that house
Leave me the flat
Leave me the Braques and Chagalls and all that
You could leave me the stocks for sentiment's sake
And 90 percent of the money you make
And the rugs, and the cooks
Darling, you keep the drugs
Angel, you keep the books
Honey, I'll take the grand
Sugar, you keep the spinet
And all of our friends
And just wait a goddamn minute
What, Leave you? Leave you?
How could I leave you?
Sweetheart, I have to confess
Could I leave you? Yes
Will I leave you?
Will I leave you?
Guess!
How could I leave you?
How could I go it alone?
Could I wave the years away with a quick goodbye?
How do you wipe tears away when your eyes are dry?
Sweetheart, lover, could I recover?
Give up the joys I have known?
Not to fetch your pills again every day at five
Not to give those dinners for ten elderly men from the U.N
How could I survive?
Could I leave you
And your shelves of the world's best books?
And the evenings of martyred looks, cryptic sighs
Sullen glares from those injured eyes?
Leave the quips with a sting, jokes with a sneer
Passionless lovemaking once a year
Leave the lies ill-concealed
And the wounds never healed
And the game's not worth winning
And wait, I'm just beginning
What, leave you, leave you?
How could I leave you?
What would I do on my own?
Putting thoughts of you aside in the south of France
Would I think of suicide?
Darling, shall we dance?
Could I live through the pain on a terrace in Spain?
Would it pass?
It would pass
Could I bury my rage
With a boy half your age in the grass?
Ha-ha, bet your ass
But I've done that already or didn't you know, love?
Tell me, how could I leave when I left long ago, love
Could I leave you?
No, the point is, could you leave me?
Well, I guess you could leave me that house
Leave me the flat
Leave me the Braques and Chagalls and all that
You could leave me the stocks for sentiment's sake
And 90 percent of the money you make
And the rugs, and the cooks
Darling, you keep the drugs
Angel, you keep the books
Honey, I'll take the grand
Sugar, you keep the spinet
And all of our friends
And just wait a goddamn minute
What, Leave you? Leave you?
How could I leave you?
Sweetheart, I have to confess
Could I leave you? Yes
Will I leave you?
Will I leave you?
Guess!
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