Thats my desire

It was wednesday evening

Like clockwork the old man

Took his seat in the mostly empty

Basement bar ordered two glasses

Of white wine and put a quarter

Inro the ancient wurlitzer jukebox

Patsy cline always patsy

Her sentimental tones filled

The room in gentle sweetness

From another time.

To spend one night with you,

in our old rendezvous

And reminisce with you,

that's my desire

It was here he always took her

dancing talking falling in love.

Every possible wednesday.

Right upto the time heavens

Whispers called to her she

followed their haunting sounds

And they took her away from him.

So long ago now so very long ago

Patsy crooned softly as always

To meet where gypsies play,

down in that dim cafe
And dance till break of day,

that's my desire

She took his hand as usual

He stepped into her arms

And they were young

and so in love.

They danced alone

on the small dance floor.

The outside world faded away.

Patsy joined them singing

So beautifully their song

We'll sip a little glass of wine,

I'll gaze into your eyes divine
I'll feel the touch of your lips,

pressing on mine
To hear you whisper low,

just when it's time to go
Darling, I love you so,

that's my desire

he looked into ber beautiful eyes

Tilted her chin upward

And kissed her softly

Then as he sat down

She faded into the nightglow

He whispered softly

See you next Wednesday

My darling

As he left the café

He could hear patsy

Almost whispering

The last refrains

That's my desire

That's my desire