[Pedro]

Bluebirds, flowers..... sunshine and showers....

[Pedro]

If you try, you'll find me,
Where the sky meets the sea....

[Pedro]

Step right up, and step inside, You ain't seen nothin' yet,
Life's a roller-coaster ride, One ticket's all you get....

[Pedro]

Step right up, and step inside, You ain't seen nothin' yet,
Life's a roller-coaster ride, One ticket's all you get....

[Pedro]

Anytime, anytime you want me, honey, just let me know...

[Pedro]

I see your lips, the summer kisses, the sunburned hands, I used to hold....

[Pedro]

Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?

[Pedro]

I'll soon become a wreck,
They're breathin' on my neck,
Dick Haymes, Dick Todd and Como

[Pedro]

We use to say our love will stay until the cows come home,
And then the cows came home....

[Pedro]

Black cats creep across until' I'm almost mad
I must have roused the Devil's wrath 'cause all my luck is bad...

[Pedro]

I overheard the strangest talk right here beside me on the wall.

[Pedro]

When I see a young couple walking slowly through the trees,
I don't have to follow them to know how far they'll go...

[Pedro]

If a man has a story that he badly needs to tell,
A man's imagination makes a lovely wishing well...

[Pedro]

I reached the age of forty somewhat sooner than expected,
Living at a fairly hectic pace.
When I count the years that I have happily collected,
The future shows its apprehensive face....

[Pedro]

Good riddance, good-bye
Every trick of hers you are on to
But fools will be fools and where's she gone?
Where has she gone?

[Pedro]

Time, there was a time you could talk to me without speaking,
You would look at me, and I'd know all there is to know.
Days I think of you, and remember the lies we told in the night,
The love we knew, the things we shared, when our hearts were fitting together.
Days that were so few, full of love and you.

[Pedro]

It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds....

[Pedro]

You're young for a golden moment, you sigh and it flies away
And then in the silent September, you dream of the music of May.
You're young for a shining hour, but soon it's remember-when,
Take hold of that golden moment....

[Pedro]

The old wolf sniffs the summer breeze, and dreams about his youth,
For the sight of skirts above the knees turns his hardboiled brain to tears.
And the scent of honey in the tree whets an old sweet tooth...

[Pedro]

...Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,
She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there
`stead of flittin', I'll be sittin'
Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten...