Sketch Of Love
Jean Pierre Henri Eugen Bourtayre, Georg Friedrich Haendel, Thierry Jean Roger Mutin
It was in the year eighty-five, I went to the opera
And I saw you behind the mirrors, you looked liked Lauren Bacall
And I know day after day, and I feel night after night
Love was real time after time
I won't ever forget this sketch of love
You told me a few words in my life, when there is no love
Man and woman play forever in an eternal sketch of love
Don't tell me, I can't remember that night at the opera
You hurt me, divine diva, you always play with men and love
It was in the year eighty-five, I went to the opera
And I saw you behind the mirrors, you looked liked Lauren Bacall
And I know day after day, and I feel night after night
Love was real time after time
I won't ever forget this sketch of love