Michael Feinstein Follow

Though the world has grown cold
We can vanish the chill
We can order the present to vanish at will

We can darken the room, we can start the machine
And from here in the gloom, as we gaze at the screen
We can step into yesterday, still, we can step into yesterday, still

Oh, wasn't it romantic? All storybook and song
You fragile as a snowflake, I resolute and strong
How lovely the glow that I recall, how lovely to know that love was all

White willows in the moonlight, bright silver in the street
Oh, did it really happen, or was it just a dream?
No matter, I still await the moment when I will know romance again

Isn't it romantic? Oh, wasn't it romantic?
Music in the night, all storybook and song
A dream that can be heard

Isn't it romantic? You fragile as a snowflake
Moving shadows write, I resolute and strong
The oldest magic word, how lovely the glow that I recall

I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
How lovely to know that love was all while all the world is saying
You were meant for love

Isn't it romantic? White willows in the moonlight
Merely to be young, bright silver in the street
On such a night as this

Isn't it romantic? Oh, did it really happen
Every note that's sung or was it just a dream?
Is like a lover's kiss
No matter, I still await sweet symbols in the moonlight

The moment when, do you mean that I will fall in love perchance?
I will know romance again, Isn't it romance?
Wasn't it romance?