Who Could Ever Have Dreamed Up You
Count:
You were the best, you win the prize You made the night effervescent The voice, the dress, the lows, the highs It was beyond incandescent! Can it have been I who first found you? Can these be my arms now around you? Such poetry!Can you be real? Or are you someone imagined? Who could ever have dreamed up you? What kind of mind Could ever have made that face? There couldn't be two In heaven and earth like you One of a kind, like holding two pair of aces I was nothing and nowhere till now But from this moment I'll only go where you go! I hope he's taking a bow Whoever knew what to do, That someone wonderful who once Dreamed up you. Oh, Christine, I'm in love with you! Totally gone, defeated and all askew! I'm feeling it start A craziness over you Lead the way on, No matter to where, I'll follow! Love completely adoring and new Can you believe I feel myself soaring It's true--I love you! And from the very first moment that I saw you! It's really true! C'est vroi! Absolutement!
Christine:
Tell me once again, tell me once again On a scale of ten, was I maybe six or seven?
Count:
More!
Christine:
Don't exaggerate, seven-and-a-half of eight Any more than that I'd be in heaven...
Count:
Oh, Christine, I'm in love with you.
Christine:
Cant it even be? Did I hit the "G"?
Count:
I'm gone...
Christine:
Did I learn the trill? Never mind I will...
Count:
And all askew, a love
Christine:
Was I really good?
Count:
Adoring..and new...
Christine:
Did I move the way I should?
Count:
Can you believe I feel myself soaring? It's true, I love you!
Christine:
Philippe, please wait just a moment... The words you say, the things I feel Are getting a bit confusing. Some things you know, some things you don't It complicates what I'm choosing So much to absorb and to ponder my heart, just as yours, growing fonder... I hate to speak perhaps next week I'll come to an understanding... Who would ever have dreamed of this... That I'd be here With someone I'd love to kiss It's something so pure, it almost approaches bliss! The kind of gift that comes to so very few...
Both:
Oh someone wonderful...must have Dreamed up you!
Count:
You were the best, you win the prize You made the night effervescent The voice, the dress, the lows, the highs It was beyond incandescent! Can it have been I who first found you? Can these be my arms now around you? Such poetry!Can you be real? Or are you someone imagined? Who could ever have dreamed up you? What kind of mind Could ever have made that face? There couldn't be two In heaven and earth like you One of a kind, like holding two pair of aces I was nothing and nowhere till now But from this moment I'll only go where you go! I hope he's taking a bow Whoever knew what to do, That someone wonderful who once Dreamed up you. Oh, Christine, I'm in love with you! Totally gone, defeated and all askew! I'm feeling it start A craziness over you Lead the way on, No matter to where, I'll follow! Love completely adoring and new Can you believe I feel myself soaring It's true--I love you! And from the very first moment that I saw you! It's really true! C'est vroi! Absolutement!
Christine:
Tell me once again, tell me once again On a scale of ten, was I maybe six or seven?
Count:
More!
Christine:
Don't exaggerate, seven-and-a-half of eight Any more than that I'd be in heaven...
Count:
Oh, Christine, I'm in love with you.
Christine:
Cant it even be? Did I hit the "G"?
Count:
I'm gone...
Christine:
Did I learn the trill? Never mind I will...
Count:
And all askew, a love
Christine:
Was I really good?
Count:
Adoring..and new...
Christine:
Did I move the way I should?
Count:
Can you believe I feel myself soaring? It's true, I love you!
Christine:
Philippe, please wait just a moment... The words you say, the things I feel Are getting a bit confusing. Some things you know, some things you don't It complicates what I'm choosing So much to absorb and to ponder my heart, just as yours, growing fonder... I hate to speak perhaps next week I'll come to an understanding... Who would ever have dreamed of this... That I'd be here With someone I'd love to kiss It's something so pure, it almost approaches bliss! The kind of gift that comes to so very few...
Both:
Oh someone wonderful...must have Dreamed up you!
