Andrew Lloyd Webber
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Marti Webb
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Marti Webb
Andrew Lloyd Webber
[EMMA]
Mum, I know you'll think I'm potty
But at last I think I've found him
He's young but he's mature
And you will love him, I can tell
He says one day we'll marry
And I don't think I should rush him
But if he gets his skates on
We can have some kids as well
There are lots of things I miss, mum
No one makes a normal sandwich
You need Goliath's mouth to eat
The ones New Yorkers buy
I long to find a drink
That hasn't got an ice cube in it
And for a sip of Tizer
I swear I would gladly die
He lives down in Greenwich Village
That's a trendy part of New York
He shares a loft with an attorney
With the unlikely name of Dwight
I know in Muswell Hill, mum
This might sound a bit peculiar
But down in Greenwich Village
This sort of thing's alright
Second Letter Home (Live) was written by Andrew Lloyd Webber & Don Black.