Paul Gordon - The Colour of Your Eyes (Reprise) lyrics

[Jerusha Abbott] How old are you, Daddy? I know you won't tell me But you can't stop me from wondering Where are you now? How goes your day? And is your sporting silver or grey? What are you like? Who could you be? 'Cause I have imagined a kindly old man Of at least ninety three 'Cause what would I think If I knew who you were? On my own I can only surmise But if we could meet It would lift my heart so 'Cause I'd know the colour of your eyes [Jervis Pendleton] From the desk of Mr Jervis Pendleton Dear Jerusha I've been meaning to write to you For quite some time But with no success It felt rather dishonest writing to you as Jervis Pendleton When all your letters were being written to me As Daddy Long Legs So I put it off I shouldn't have done But I did Your discovery of my connection to Lock Willow Has made a confession all the more necessary But I still don't know whether to write to you As Jervis telling you I'm Daddy Or Daddy telling you I'm Jervis Either way I feel I shall be a terrible disappointment to you What can I say? What would make sense? I've made a mess of things At your expense My little deceit Is haunting me now And all I want is to tell you the truth But I just don't know how 'Cause what will you think When you know who I am? When you've seen through my foolish disguise? And how can I manage to soften this blow When you know the colour of my eyes? I am in agony Guessing what you might do Once you find out I have thoroughly lied to you [Jerusha Abbott] I know you I knew you'd see me [Jervis Pendleton] Will you forgive me? Or break my heart promptly in two? [Jerusha Abbott] Daddy, I am all grown up What are you like? [Jervis Pendleton] 'Cause P.S. it's late And I can't get to sleep As I think of the hurt in your eyes [Jerusha Abbott] I'm so impatient, oh When will we meet? [Jervis Pendleton] 'Cause what will you write When you find out I'm me And you see the colour of my lies? [Jerusha Abbott] When will I see Your [?] When will I know? [Jervis Pendleton] It's the colour of shame I'm completely to blame But I can't let you go [Jervis Pendleton] 'Cause I know [Jerusha Abbott] Will I know [Both] The colour of your eyes