Dear Friend

The flowers, the linen, the crystal I see
Were carefully chosen for people like me.
The silver agleam and the candles aglow,
your favorite songs on request.
Each colorful touch in the finest of taste,
and notice how subtly the tables are spaced.
The music is muted, the lighting is low;
no wonder I feel so depressed.
Charming, romantic, the perfect cafe
Then as if it isn’t bad enough a violin starts to play
Candles and wine, tables for two
but where are you dear friend?
Couples go past me
I see how they look.
So discreetly sympathetic when they see the rose and the book.
I make believe nothing is wrong
how long can I pretend?
Please make it right
don’t break my heart
don’t let it end, dear friend.
(Waiter: we’re closing up
Amalia: so soon?
Waiter: It looks like your friend didn’t get here
Amalia: I’m sure there’s a very good reason
Waiter: then he’ll write to you,
and you can patch it up
And I hope you’ll be very happy
Amalia: oh, thank you)
I make believe nothing is wrong
how long can I pretend?
Please make it right
don’t break my heart
don’t let it end, dear friend