Текст песни In Buddy's Eyes - Stephen Sondheim, Barbara Cook

In Buddy's Eyes

Life is slow but it seems exciting\n'Cause Buddy’s there\nGourmet cooking and letter-writing\nAnd knowing Buddy’s there\nEvery morning--don't faint--\nI tend the flowers. Can you believe it?\nEvery weekend I paint\nFor umpteen hours\nAnd yes, I miss a lot\nLiving like a shut-in\nNo, I haven’t got\nCooks and cart and diamonds\nYes, my clothes are not\nParis fashions, but in\nBuddy’s eyes\nI’m young, I’m beautiful\nIn Buddy’s eyes\nI don’t get older\nSo life is ducky\nAnd time goes flying\nAnd I’m so lucky\nI feel like crying\nAnd… In Buddy’s eyes\nI’m young, I’m beautiful\nIn Buddy’s eyes\nI can’t get older\nI’m still the princess\nStill the prize\nIn Buddy’s eyes\nI’m young, I’m beautiful\nIn Buddy’s arms\nOn Buddy’s shoulder\nI won’t Bet older\nNothing dies\nAnd all I ever dreamed I’d be\nThe best I ever thought of me\nIs every minute there to see\nIn Buddy’s eyes