Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
(DUSOLEIL is alone in the street. He turns to the audience and tips his hat, shyly.)
[DUSOLEIL]
I don't deserve your attention
I'm hardly worthy of mention
I've got a job and a pension
Nothing remarkable, nothing very strange
I go to work on a Monday
And to the park on a Sunday
Never suspecting that one day
My life would suddenly change
I'm just a guy living down the hall
A normal ordinary Joe, that's all
Who'd never dream of walking through a wall
At all
It's all beyond comprehension
Why me? A slave to convention
Without an ounce of pretension
No early reason why anyone should care
You might have walked by me on the stair
And not have noticed that I was there
But now my boundaries have turned to air
I was a monk in a cloister
But now the world is my oyster
If I can walk through the door
Then life's not dull anymore
Now I can wander the world
Why should I squander my life behind closed doors
When I can take a look at yours?
But where on earth would that get me?
It might scare me
It might upset me
Still, life's aquired a dimension
That's quite beyond comprehension
Was this divine intervention?
I won't need these anymore
I wonder what it's all for
What's it for?