Oh River, wider than a mile, I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh dream maker, you heartbreaker, wherever you're going, I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end, waiting round the bend.
My huckleberry friend, oh river, and me.
Hey, hey, hey, what you doing?
Erin Hood Gerry, and my baby, okay if you were going.

I've knelt down in the sand so that I could see me love you.
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Dear Henry, I've just seen our picture,
Breakfast at Tiffany's, this time with your score.
A movie without music is a little bit like an aeroplane without fuel.
However beautifully the job is done,
we are still on the ground and in a world of reality.
Your music has lifted us all up and sent us soaring.
Everything we cannot say with words or show with action,
you have expressed for us.
You've done this with so much imagination, fun and beauty.
You are the hipst of cats,
cats and most sensitive of composers.
Thank you, dear Hank.
Lots of love, Audrey.