I am excited to introduce you all to my new career as a song writer. I have the words, but no tune yet, although some melody keeps going around in my head. I think I’ll call it something like..
🎵Eventually🎶
You’ll be loving me, eventually. A great love for me, eventually. From the start you broke my heart your love was never shown, but still I’m true, waiting for you, now that your grown.
You’ll be loving me, eventually. I’ve much love for you, my dear, you’ll see. Though you never call remember I shall always be, In love with you. You’ll love me too. E-ven-tual-ly.
You’ll be loving me, eventually. There’s no one but you, Ingy for me,
Tho I love all three, remember I shall always be,
in love with you, you’ll love me to,
E-ven-tual-ly.
I’m the one you’ll love, it’s really me. Loretta knows that I’m your bride to be.
Tho the fans shall fall remember you shall always be, happy you’ll see, Only with me, E-ven-tual-leee-eee.
I have no shame. I’ll bear your name. E-ven-tual-ly.
Can it be that I saw them just last July? It seems like years!
Now, standing outside the theater just before the concert and later the meet & greet, my breathing is shallow. This is the moment I know I possess a strong heart. Forget the treadmill…It’s this – pre-concert – standing in line – palms sweating – anticipation making my head spin – exercise that really gets the heart pumping.
I’m about to spend a quick two hours with “Them”, standing right there.. LIVE and IN FRONT OF ME… singing and dancing and fooling around. Oh, it’s all going to be so good!
After the concert at the meet & greet I will touch them to assure myself, once again, that they are real. Three hugs, six quick cheek kisses and my memories will sustain me for months (Maybe just weeks or at least through the next day) until I begin to pine for them again.
Is there a chance one of them will remember me? I have spoken to them many times now. I mean, they’ve only met a hundred thousand or so people since we last met. So, why not?
Oh, the theater doors are opening! Finally, finally time to go in.
While we are all anxiously awaiting the next visit from our guys – to hopefully a town near us, I changed the words to “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” to adapt to the ll Volo version… “Il Volo is Coming to Town…” Here is my version:
“Il Volo Is Coming To Town”
You better watch out! You better not cry! You better not pout! I’m telling you why. Il Volo is coming to town!
They’re planning their tour, From coast to coast. Gonna find out who loves them the most, Il Volo is coming to town!
From town to town they’re singing All of our favorite songs. From Granada to Surrender We all want to sing along!
Oh, you better watch out! You better not cry! You better not pout! I’m telling you why. Il Volo is coming to town!
Long musical interlude…
Piero, Gian, Ignazio We love you all so much Can’t wait until we see your smiles Can’t wait to feel your touch!
Oh, you better watch out! You better not cry! You better not pout! I’m telling you why.
Il Volo is coming Oh yes they are coming Il Volo is coming to town!
Can you guess who wrote this? No, it wasn’t me, Jane nor Mary.
We owe you a bunch, Your exports are lovely, Pistachios to munch, Olives for martinis, Sardines for our toast, Your wine makes us happy, Of that you can boast. Those things are quite welcome, We like them a lot, And we have to tell you They sure hit the spot. We love you for sending us Goodies galore, But we have to tell you We love something more. Even more than the taste treats– You gave us your sons, Piero and Ignazio, Yes, they are the ones. Grown up tall and handsome. Remember them when They played in your backyards? And now they are men. Teamed up with Gianluca They gave us your songs. But they’ll always remember You’re where they belong. You loaned them to us, But you gave them their starts, And now they are planted Quite firm in our hearts. So Sicily, we thank you Sincerely again, For giving us Il Volo Your finest of men.
