Nat King Cole & His Trio
Penthouse Serenade (When We're Alone)
Picture a penthouse way up in the skyWith hinges on chimneys for stars to go byA sweet slice of heaven for just you and IWhen we're aloneFrom all of society we'll stay aloofAnd live in propriety there on the roofTwo heavenly hermits, we will be in truthWhen we're aloneWe'll view life's mad patternAs we view old ManhattanThen we can thank our lucky starsThat we're living as we areIn our little penthouse we'll always contriveTo keep love and romance forever aliveIn view of the Hudson, just over the driveWhen we're alone
From Letras Mania