Tekst: Stephen Sondheim / Muziek: Leonard Bernstein
(1961)
Could be
Who knows
There’s something due any day
I will know right away
Soon as it shows
It may come cannonballing down through the sky
Gleam in its eye
Bright as a rose
Who knows
It’s only just out of reach
Down the block, on a beach
Under a tree
I got a feeling there’s a miracle due
Gonna come true
Coming to me
Could it be
Yes, it could
Something’s coming
Something good
If I can wait
Something’s coming, I don’t know what it is
But it is gonna be great
With a click, with a shock
Phone’ll jingle, door’ll knock
Open the latch
Something’s coming, don’t know when
But it’s soon
Catch the moon
One-handed catch
Around the corner
Or whistling down the river
Come on, deliver to me
Will it be? Yes, it will
Maybe just by holding still
It’ll be there
Come on, something, come on in
Don’t be shy, meet a guy
Pull up a chair
The air is hummin’
And something great is comin’
Who knows
It’s only just out of reach
Down the block, on a beach
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight
Maybe tonight