When I heard him first
Questions in my ears
Colors in my head
Suddenly a thirst
A path to fate appears
Into the woods I start to tread
I'm in a different world now
Green and grand, a giant
Magic is unfurled now
I'm in the air but I'm still in my chair
I'm sitting with Sondheim
How'd you do it sir?
Sitting with Sondheim
Three hours like a blur
Sitting with Sondheim
Inside me there's a stir
If I write what I feel
If my keel can be kept kind of even
Then maybe one day
I could be like Stephen
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Then I went on a quest
Searching for my voice
In a sea of doubt
Which key is the best?
No, lazy lyric choice
Take a different route
Too much information
Questioning potential
If I had affirmation
I might believe
If I heard it from Steve
I'd be sitting with Sondheim
Nice to meet you, sir
Sitting with Sondheim
Or standing if he'd prefer
Sitting with Sondheim
Then I'd know for sure
♪
Years pass me by
Finally respected
Starting to fly
Finally connected
Maybe soon there'll be a time for us
Year twenty-four
Twenty twenty-one
November is fleeting
The year's almost done
Maybe soon there'll be a time for us
♪
Sitting with Sondheim
Sad I missed you, sir
Sitting with Sondheim
Some dreams do defer
Sitting with Sondheim
This sorrow has a cure
If I write what I feel
If I write only what I believe in
Like Stephen
No quitting
Just permitting
And committing
And I'm
Sitting with Sondheim