FRANCESCAWhat do you call a man like that?How do you even try to give it a nameA classification?What do you call a man like that?Something from days gone byA kind of a wind blown from the pastBut were do you find it?From what time or place or fairy-taleComes someone so ridiculousSo earnestSo strong?It's clear enough that these are two great-looking people on either side of a bridge, and this bridge will be crossed. He returns from the bridge, gets in the carROBERTThere we go. All done. You ready? Just give me one secondBut as she begins to sing, he indicates he needs one more minute. He takes a final look, then they drive homeFRANCESCAWhat do you call a man like this?How to describe his handsSo tense and so easySo controlled but unpredictable-The tornado of his eyesShining brightFinding light…Wanting somethingKnowing somethingSeeing somethingSomething holy-Something newly bornWithout a name
