Transition 2 by Stephen Sondheim Lyrics

[SOLDIERS]
All the time I watched
From my room
Thinking we'd meet
Thinking you'd look at me
Thinking you'd
Be repelled by what you saw
Don't reject me
Don't deny me
Understand me; be my friend
They hear drums; we hear music
Be my friend

[GIORGIO, spoken]
What are you doing up and out at this hour?

[FOSCA, spoken]
When will you be back?

[GIORGIO, spoken]
You know I have a five day leave. I must go
[FOSCA, spoken]
Write me!

[GIORGIO, spoken]
Fine, I'll write you...

[FOSCA, spoken]
Promise!

[GIORGIO, spoken]
Yes, I promise

[FOSCA, spoken]
Tomorrow?

[GIORGIO, spoken]
Tomorrow. Go, I want no one to see you here

[FOSCA, spoken]
Bless you