Penthouse Serenade (When We're Alone)

Just picture a penthouse

Way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys

For stars to go by A slice of

Heaven For just you and

I When we're alone From all of society

We'll stay aloof And live in propriety

There on the roof To

Heaven, we hermits We will be in truth

When we're alone We'll see life's mad pattern

As we view Manhattan

Then we can thank our lucky stars

That we're living as we are

In our little penthouse

We'll always contrive

To keep love and romance

Forever alive