One More Beautiful Song

So how ya doin', Eddie?
I'm scared all the time
Scared of what?
I don't know
But writing music, I'm able to feel safe
In a way I never have before
Ah, Sophie

Let there be one more beautiful song in the cosmos
Let there be one more perfectly ravishing tune
Let there be words that simply say
The way I feel today
Three-quarters church
One-quarter a saloon
Let there be one huge laugh before it's over
And maybe one high note to crack the dome
Let there be one more beautiful song this lovely evening
And da-da-da-da
I haven't finished the ending yet
Soph, I want to write songs
The kind in musicals
Do it, Eddie
You think?
You at Columbia becoming a Broadway songwriter
Me at Bryn Mawr, becoming Madame Curie
Bryn Mawr! God, the spelling of that school alone thrills me

I think I'll put my Tony in the foyer
Nah, that is much too pushy
We'll have a den
And thank you, Mr. Glickenhaus, for the help with adverbs
And here we go again

Let there be one huge laugh before it's over
And may the one long note be heard in Rome
Let there be one more beautiful song this lovely evening
And then we'll all go home
Perfect! Sophie, when I'm rich and famous
And not so crazy
Will you marry me?
Oh, Eddie
And then we'll all go home