Stephen Sondheim - Transition (#2) 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