Eliza
            Bed! Bed! I couldn't go to bed!
            My head's too light to try to set it down!
            Sleep! Sleep! I couldn't sleep tonight.
            Not for all the jewels in the crown!
            I could have danced all night!
            I could have danced all night!
            And still have begged for more.
            I could have spread my wings
            And done a thousand things
            I've never done before.
            I'll never know
            What made it so exciting;
            Why all at once
            My heart took flight.
            I only know when he
            Began to dance with me
            I could have danced, danced, danced all night!

            Servant 1
            It's after three now.

            Servant 2
            Don't you agree now,
            She ought to be in bed.

            Eliza
            I could have danced all night!
            I could have danced all night!
            And still have begged for more.
            I could have spread my wings
            And done a thousand things
            I've never done before.
            I'll never know
            What made it so exciting.
            Why all at once my heart took flight.
            I only know when he
            Began to dance with me.
            I could have danced, danced danced all night!

            Mrs. Pearce
            I understand, dear.
            It's all been grand, dear.
            But now it's time to sleep.

            Eliza
            I could have danced all night,
            I could have danced all night.
            And still have begged for more.
            I could have spread my wings,
            And done a thousand things
            I've never done before.
            I'll never know
            What made it so exciting.
            Why all at once my heart took flight.
            I only know when he
            Began to dance with me
            I could have danced, danced, danced
            All night!

She almost makes the day begin.
I’ve grown accustomed to the tune
she whistles night and noon.
Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, herdowns,
are second nature to me now.
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content
before we met.
Surely I could always be that way again
and yet….
I’ve grown accustomed to her looks,
accustomed to her voice,
accustomed to her face.

And I’m so used to hear her say
“ good morning “ every day.
Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows,
Are second nature to me now.
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I’m very glad that she‘s a woman
and so easy to forget.
Rather like a habit one can always
break and yet…
I’ve grown accustomed to the trace.
of something in the air
accustomed to her face.”