Interlude
Music by George De La Rue, Words By Hal Sharper

Time is like a dream
and now for a time you are mine
let's hold fast to the dream
that tastes and sparkles like wine
who knows if it's real
or just something we're both dreaming of
what seems like an interlude now
could be the beginning of love

Loving you is a world that's strange
so much more than my heart can hold
loving you makes the whole world change
loving you I could not grow old
no, nobody knows when life will end
so 'til then, sweet friend
time is like a dream
and now for a time you are mine
let's hold fast to the dream
that tastes and sparkles like wine
who knows if it's real
or just something we're both dreaming of
what seems like an interlude now
could be the beginning of love
what seems like an interlude now
could be the beginning of love
what seems like an interlude now
could be the beginning of love