You're walking along the street, or you're at a party, Or else you're alone and then you suddenly dig, You're lookin' in someone's eyes, you suddenly realise That this could be the start of something big You're dining at Twenty-One and watching your diet, Declining a charlotte rousse, accepting a fig, Then out of the clear blue sky, it's suddenly gal and guy, And this could be the start of something big. It's like ceteris paribus setting. sigh. fairy tales. what a hopeless romantic me.
