Hey how about this
A little conversation tonight
Thinking aloud how we struggled to find

Our place in the dizzy heights

Don't often do this

We never really get the chance
Nearly froze to death on Oxford Street
Now we're sitting in the South of France


Talking through the evening
It's good to shoot the breeze

Just you and me on a balcony
And cicadas singing in the trees


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Old '67 what a time it was
What a time of innocence, what a time we've lost

Raise a glass and have a laugh, have a laugh or two
Here's to old '67 and an older me and you


Sentimental twilight
Conversing on those virgin days
Laughing about how the two of us sound

Like a Tennessee Williams play

Honest, it's amazing

That we can get together at all
For in between the saddle and the grand piano
We can read the writing on the wall


Talking through the evening
Sitting here side by side

Just you and me on a balcony
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside


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