Lyrics

Wait right here
I will come back to find you
Adventure is sweeping me off of my feet
To bustling streets and to wandering alleys in

Coastal Spain
Speaking in Catalan seems to come naturally
Just one more pastry, so sorry I’m making
you wait, my dear

Had lunch with Picasso at Els Quatre Gats
We laughed and we laughed and he called me a beauty
The absinthe was so strong I almost forgot
To finish my letters, for I am yours truly and…

I’m still here
Now I find myself naked
And Pablo is painting with furious brushstrokes
His angles are weird but he knows what he’s doing and

Here in Spain
Coffee’s delicious and barely costs anything
Each glass of wine brings a well-laden plate
Such a great idea!

There’s nothing to worry for, nothing to fear
I’m just in the next room and dreaming so pleasantly
South breeze is wafting in out of Algiers
The night smells like jasmine and you’ll see me presently

One day soon
I will walk through the door again
Picasso says hi. He can’t wait to meet you
We hiked Sainte Victoire and we’re staying at Vauvenargues
Dreaming in colors I never imagined
He says life’s a brief but a beautiful pageant
Cocktails at seven, dinner at eight
I’ll come to call for you, fashionably late
We’ll all be together, won’t it be great?
So just wait right here.

Yours truly,
Me

© 2024 Jude Roberts (Robert Jude DiBennardo)
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