| Lyrics: | (R. Ortolani, B. Jacob, P. Jacob)
[Recorded November 11, 1968, Hollywod]
Blue lace, her
gown was blue lace,
She wore the promise of springtime and laughter.
Daybreak, we talked
till daybreak
Without a warning of what might come after.
Her touch was velvet, I still can
feel it
That one brief moment that ended in space.
Sometime in mid-December,
I hear the
music, the echo of springtime laughter,
All day I see the old days,
When I'd seen the young
girls in blue, blue lace.
Her gown was blue lace, such lovely blue lace,
Her gown was blue. |
