That your name, Julie? Julie something?
Julie Jordan
You're a queer one, Julie Jordan
Ain't you sorry that you didn't run away?
You can still go if you want her
I reckon that I care to choose to stay
You couldn't take my money if I didn't have any
And I don't have a penny, that's true
And if I did have money, you couldn't take any
Cause you'd ask and I'd give it to you
You're a queer one, Julie Jordan
Have you ever had a fella you give money to?
No
Ain't you ever had a fella at all?
No
Well, you must have had a fella you went walking with
Yes
Where'd you walk?
Nowhere special, I recall
In the woods?
No
On the beach?
No
Did you love him?
No, never loved no one, I told you that
What?
You're a funny kid
Want to go into town and dance, maybe?
No, no, I have to be careful
Of what?
My character
You see, I'm never gonna marry
I'm never gonna marry
If I was gonna marry
I wouldn't have to be such a stickler
But I'm never gonna marry
And a girl who don't marry
Has got to be much more than that
More particular
Suppose I was to say to you
That I'd marry you
You?
That scares you, don't it?
But you wouldn't want to marry anyone like me, would you?
Yes, I would if I loved you
Wouldn't make no difference what you did
Not even if I died for it
How do you know what you'd do if you loved me?
or how you'd feel or anything.
I don't know how I know.
Ah.
Just the same.
I know how I...
How would it be if I loved you?
When I worked in the mill
Weaving at the loom
I'd gaze absent-minded at the roof
And half the time the shuttle
Would tangle in the threads
And the warp would get mixed with the woo
If I loved you
But somehow I can see
Just exactly how I'd be
If I loved
If I loved you
Time and again
I would try to say
All I'd want you to know
If I loved you
Words wouldn't come
In an easy way
Round in circles
I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chance
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In the mist of day
Never, never
To know
All I'd love you
If I loved you
If I loved you
If I loved you
If I loved you
If I saw your face
If I found that genteى
You came at the most rapid pace

Well anyway you don't love me
That's what you said wasn't it?
Yes
I can smell em, can you?
The images beingarettas
It's about Showa
The wind brings them down.
Ain't much wind tonight. Hardly any.
You can't hear a sound, not the turn of a leaf,
nor the fall of a wave in the sand.
The tide's creeping up on the beach like a thief,
afraid to be caught stealing the land.
On a night like this, I start to wonder
what love is.
What life is all about.
And I always say two heads are better than one to figure it out.
I don't need you or anyone to help me.
I got it figured out for myself.
We ain't important.
What are we? A couple of specks of nothing.
Look up there.
The hell of a lot of stars in the sky.
And the sky's so big, the sea looks small.
And two little people, you and I,
we don't count at all.
You're a funny kid.
Don't ever remember meeting a girl like you.
You! Are you trying to get me to marry you?
No.
Then what's putting it into my head?
You're different, all right. Don't know what it is.
You look up at me with that little kid face like, like you trusted me.
I wonder what it'd be like.
What?
Nothing. I know what it'd be like.
It'd be awful.
I can just see myself, kind of scrawny and pale,
picking at my food and lovesick like any other guy.
I'd throw away my sweater and dress up like a dude
in a dickie and a collar and a tie,
if I loved you.
But somehow I can see
Just exactly how I feel.
Just exactly how I feel.


Just exactly how I feel.
If I loved you
Time and again, I would try to say
All I'd want you to know is that I love you.


All I want you to know is that I love you.
If I loved you
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go
All I want you to know is that I love you.




Longing to tell you, but afraid and shy, I'd let my golden chances pass me by.
I'd let my golden chances pass me by.
Oh, I loved you, if I loved you.
I'm not a fellow to marry anybody.
Even if a girl was foolish enough to want me to, I wouldn't.
Don't worry about it, Billy.
Who's worried?
You're right about there being no wind.
The blossoms are just coming down by themselves.
Just their time, do I reckon.
Just their time, do I reckon.