He reminds me of you

In much younger days

Softly eccentric and set in his ways

He reminds me of you

It's funny and yet

How can he really remind me of someone that I've never met

And PS I wish you and I could be friends

Wouldn't that be a lovely surprise

'Cause PS how sweet to be writing to you

If I knew the color of your eyes

We went for tea at an outdoor cafe

Oh and his eyes are both blue by the way

We talked and we talked

You should have been there

And then he went on about Melville and Whitman

I'm floating on air

And PS I blushed when he offered his arm

And oh how I wish that you'd been with us too

And I knew the color of your eyes

He made it seem like I'd known him from long ago

Laughed at my jokes though they scarcely seemed apropos

I'm feeling more like a girl and less like a child

Suddenly I'm all grown up

Oh what a man I'll never forget

But really the only man I've ever met

Then he took the train

And I heaved a sigh

And Julia got angry 'cause he left without even saying goodbye

And PS it's late and I can't get to sleep

So I'll lay out my soul on the line

What do I care if there's blue in his eyes

If someday you're looking into mine

One day you'll be looking into mine