Nol Coward — Ill Follow My Secret Heart

Paul: Now then; business, Melanie. What did Lord Sheere say to you last night? Melanie: Not very much, but he was very ardent Paul: Good. He is coming here this morning Melanie: This morning? Paul: Yes, I wrote him a note from you. I will recieve him, and when I have talked with him for a little he will propose marriage Melanie: He seemed last night to wish for something a little less binding Paul: Never mind. When he proposes, you will accept him Melanie: When may I love somebody, please? Paul: Not until you are safely married—and then only with the greatest discretion Melanie: I see Paul: What is the matter? Melanie: It doesn't feel like my birthday anymore A cloud has passed across the sun The morning seems no longer gay Paul: I had better get on with these bills. You had better go and dress Melanie: Very well With so much business to be done Even the sea looks grey Paul: Do not be silly Melanie: C'est vrai C'est vrai It seems that all the joy has faded from the day As though the foolish world no longer wants to play Paul: Do go and dress, Melanie Melanie: What shall I wear? A balck crêpe, with a lace bonnet? Paul: What is the matter with you this morning? Melanie: White, white for a bride—but the sun ought to shine on a bride Paul: You are not a bride—yet Melanie: But I shall be soon. Shall I not? A very quiet aristocratic bride with a discrete heart You ask me to have a discreet heart Until marriage is out of the way But what if I meet With a sweetheart so sweet That my wayward heart cannot obey? A single word that you may say? Paul: Then we shall have to go away Melanie: No. For there is nowhere we could go Where we could hide from what we know Is true Paul: Do stop talking nonsense Melanie: It is not nonsense. You are so sure that everything in life can be arranged—just so—like arithmetic Paul: Why not? Emotion is so very untidy Melanie: The sun has come out again. I feel a little better Paul: Good Melanie: I'm sorry Paul: Merci ma chéri Melanie: Don't be afraid I'll betray you And destroy all the plans you have made But even your schemes Must leave room for my dreams So when all I owe to you is paid I'll still have something of my own A little prize that's mine alone I'll follow my secret heart My whole life through I'll keep all my dreams apart Till one comes true No matter what price is paid What stars may fade Above I'll follow my secret heart Till I find love