Barcelona - Stephen Sondheim

Where ya going?

Barcelona

Oh

Don’t get up

Do you have to?

Yes, I have to

Oh

Don’t get up

Now you’re angry

No, I’m not

Yes, you are

No, I’m not

Put your things down

See, you’re angry

No, I’m not

Yes, you are

No, I’m not

Put your wings down and stay

I’m leaving

Why?

To go to—

Stay

I have to—

—Fly

—I know—

—To Barcelona

Look, you’re a very special girl

Not just overnight

No, you’re a very special girl

And not because you’re bright…

Not just because you’re bright

You’re just a very special girl… June!

April!

April!

Thank you

Whatcha thinking?

Barcelona

Oh

Flight Eighteen

Stay a minute

I would like to

So?

Don’t be mean

Stay a minute

No, I can’t

Yes, you can

No, I can’t

Where you going?

Barcelona…

So you said…

And Madrid

Bon voyage

On a Boeing

Goodnight

You’re angry

No

I’ve got to

Right

Report to—

Go

That’s not to say…

That if I had my way…

Oh well, I guess, OK

What?

I’ll stay

But… oh God!