Lyrics

[Georges Méliès] The scene is Edinburgh, April 16, 1884 Typically British drizzle glistens on the cobbles of the city center [Jack] [Verse 1] Teetering like a bird In high heels dancing the daintiest of reels Her little feet get in a tangle She bumps her nose and takes a tumble [2 Headed Woman] [Verse 2] And on the cobbles crumbles I keep bashing my head On trees who blew leaves up so high Seem planted in the sky... [2 Headed Woman & Jack] What's that I hear? A pitter-patter? Yes, what's making that noise? It's just the rain Do you like the rain? [Georges Méliès] Miss Acacia adored the sound of thе rain, but she had no idea that she was hеaring the madly beating heart of her mini Prince Charming Oh, if only he told her where the pitter-patter truly came from Some years later, when the self-same Jack had crossed half of Europe, like a Don Quixote on wheels tilting at an impossible dream, she'd have recognized him even without her glasses because she'd have believed in his heart and at last they could sample the inimitable, magical intimacy of blending dream and reality