MR. GRAYDON:
AH! SWEET MYSTERY OF LIFE,
AT LEAST I’VE FOUND THEE!
AH! I KNOW AT LAST THE SECRET OF IT ALL!
MISS DOROTHY:
ALL THE LONGING, SEEKING, STRIVING,
WAITING, YEARNING,
THE BURNING HOPES, THE JOY AND
IDLE TEARS THAT FALL.
MR. GRAYDON:
I’VE A VERY STRANGE FEELING I NE’ER FELT BEFORE.
‘TIS A KIND OF A GRIND OF DEPRESSION.
MISS. DOROTHY:
MY HEART’S ACTING STRANGELY,
IT FEELS RATHER SORE.
AT LEAST IT GIVES ME THAT IMPRESSION.
MR. GRAYDON:
MY PULSES LEAP MADLY WITHOUT ANY CAUSE.
BELIEVE ME, I’M TELLING YOU TRULY.
MISS. DOROTHY:
I’M GAY WITHOUT PAUSE,
THEN SAD WITHOUT CAUSE.
MR. GRAYDON:
MY SPIRITS ARE TRULY UNRULY.
FOR I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE,
SOME ONE GIRL.
I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE,
HEAD AWHIRL!
MISS DOROTHY and MR GRAYDON:
YES! I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE,
PLAIN TO SEE.
MR GRAYDON:
I’M SURE I COULD LOVE SOMEONE MADLY,
IF SOMEONE WOULD ONLY LOVE ME.
[They dance an impassioned if acrobatic pas de deux.]
MR GRAYDON and MISS DOROTHY:
YES! I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE,
PLAIN TO SEE.
I’M SURE I COULD LOVE SOMEONE MADLY,
IF SOMEONE WOULD ONLY LOVE ME.
