One More Beautiful Song

So how ya doin', Eddie?
 I'm scared all the time
 Scared of what?
 I don't know
 But writing music, I'm able to feel safe
 In a way I never have before
 Ah, Sophie
 Let there be one more beautiful song in the cosmos
 Let there be one more perfectly ravishing tune
 Let there be words that simply say
 The way I feel today
 Three-quarters church
 One-quarter a saloon
 Let there be one huge laugh before it's over
 And maybe one high note to crack the dome
 Let there be one more beautiful song this lovely evening
 And da-da-da-da
 I haven't finished the ending yet
 Soph, I want to write songs
 The kind in musicals
 Do it, Eddie
 You think?
 You at Columbia becoming a Broadway songwriter
 Me at Bryn Mawr, becoming Madame Curie
 Bryn Mawr! God, the spelling of that school alone thrills me
 I think I'll put my Tony in the foyer
 Nah, that is much too pushy
 We'll have a den
 And thank you, Mr. Glickenhaus, for the help with adverbs
 And here we go again
 Let there be one huge laugh before it's over
 And may the one long note be heard in Rome
 Let there be one more beautiful song this lovely evening
 And then we'll all go home
 Perfect! Sophie, when I'm rich and famous
 And not so crazy
 Will you marry me?
 Oh, Eddie
 And then we'll all go home