Hey how about this 

A little conversation tonight 

Thinking aloud how we struggled to find 

Our place in the dizzy heights 



Don't often do this 

We never really get the chance 

Nearly froze to death on Oxford Street 

Now we're sitting in the South of France 



Talking through the evening 

It's good to shoot the breeze 

Just you and me on a balcony 

And cicadas singing in the trees 



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Old '67 what a time it was 

What a time of innocence, what a time we've lost 

Raise a glass and have a laugh, have a laugh or two 

Here's to old '67 and an older me and you 



Sentimental twilight 

Conversing on those virgin days 

Laughing about how the two of us sound 

Like a Tennessee Williams play 

Honest, it's amazing 

That we can get together at all 

For in between the saddle and the grand piano 

We can read the writing on the wall 



Talking through the evening 

Sitting here side by side 

Just you and me on a balcony 

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside 



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