My eyes are the color Of martini olives I always drink two Never three My hair is plain brown Once I was blonde Yellow Not towheaded I like to drink coffee With one cube of sugar Always with cream And never with milk Only dark chocolate I really love summer I love to be warm I love to feel hopeful Under the stars In Audrey's backyard Wanting for someone To kiss me But someone would not And time's getting short The night's growing colder And I'm going home We danced and we danced In my old apartment When everyone left Someone slept on the couch I thought about love And how I love somebody else But is that enough? Lining up memories Each one a hair At the edge of the mirror I count and I stare I wish that the quiet would end With a telephone ring Could a friend turn Into a different thing? Laughing and laughing In my old apartment But that's not what lovers do They sigh and hope for the future