Paul Gordon - The Colour Of Your Eyes lyrics

[Jerusha Pendleton] He reminds me of you In much younger days Softly eccentric And set in his ways He reminds me of you It's funny and yet How can he really remind me Of someone that I've never met? And P.S. I wish you and I Could be friends Wouldn't that be a lovely surprise? 'Cause P.S. how sweet to be writing to you If I knew the colour of your eyes We went for tea At an outdoor café Oh, and his eyes are both blue By the way We talked and we talked You should have been there And then he went on About Melville and Whitman I'm floating on air! And P.S. I blushed when he offered his arm And we walked under fairweather skies And oh, how I wish that you'd been with us too And I knew the colour of your eyes He made it seem like I'd known him From long ago Laughed at my jokes Though they scarcely seemed apropos I'm feeling more like a girl And less like a child Oh, what a man I'll never forget But really the only man I've ever met Then he took the train And I heaved a sigh And Julia got angry 'Cause he left without even saying goodbye And P.S. it's late and I can't get to sleep So I'll lay out my soul on the line What do I care if there's blue in his eyes? If someday you're looking into mine? One day, you'll be looking into mine