Woke up with these lyrics playing in my head over and over again.
Regret that night for the rest of my days
I remember those soldier boys
Tripping over themselves to win our praise
I remember that dreamlike candlelight
Like a dream that you can't quite place
But Alexander, I'll never forget the first time I saw your face
I have never been the same
Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame
And when you said "Hi, " I forgot my dang name
Set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame
This is not a game
You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied
I'm sure I don't know what you mean
You forget yourself
You're like me, I'm never satisfied
Is that right?
I have never been satisfied
My name is Angelica Schuyler
Alexander Hamilton
Where's your family from?
Unimportant, there's a million things I haven't done
Just you wait, just you wait
So so so
So this is what it feels like to match wits
With someone at your level! what the hell is the catch?
It's the feeling of freedom, of seeing the light
It's Ben Franklin with a key and a kite
You see it right?
The conversation lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes
Everything we said in total agreement
It's a dream and it's a bit of a dance
A bit of a posture, it's a bit of a stance
He's a bit of a flirt, but I'mma give it a chance
I asked about his fam'ly, did you see his answer?
His hands started fidgeting, he looked askance
He's penniless, he's flying by the seat of his pants
Handsome, boy does he know it
Peach fuzz and he can't even grow it
I wanna take him far away from this place
Then I turn and see my sister's face and she is
Helpless
And I know she is
Helpless
And her eyes are just
Helpless
And I realize three fundamental truths at the exact time
Where are you taking me?
I'm about to change your life
Then by all means, lead the way
(Number one!)
I'm a girl in a world in which
My only job is to marry rich
My father has no sons so I'm the one who has to social climb for one
So I'm the oldest and the wittiest and the gossip in New York City is insidious
And Alexander is penniless
Ha, that doesn't mean I want him any less
Elizabeth Schuyler, it's a pleasure to meet you
Schuyler? My sister
He's after me because I'm a Schuyler sister
That elevates his status
I'd have to be naive to set that aside
Maybe that is why I introduce him to Eliza
Now that's his bride
Nice going Angelica, he was right, you will never be satisfied
Thank you for all your service
If it takes fighting a war for us to meet, it will have been worth it
I'll leave you to it
I know my sister like I know my own mind
You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind
If I tell her that I love him she'd be silently resigned
He'd be mine
She would say "I'm fine", she'd be lying
But when I fantasize at night, it's Alexander's eyes
As I romanticize what might have been if I hadn't sized
Him up so quickly
At least my dear Eliza's his wife
At least I keep his eyes in my life
To the groom!
(To the groom, to the groom, to the groom)
To the bride!
(To the bride, to the bride, to the bride)
From your sister
(Angelica, Angelica)
Who is always by your side
(By your side, by your side)
To your union! (To the union, to the revolution)
And the hope that you provide
(You provide, you provide)
May you always (always)
Be satisfied (satisfied, satisfied, satisfied)
And I know (be satisfied, be satisfied, be satisfied)
She'll be happy as his bride (satisfied, satisfied, satisfied)
And I know (be satisfied, satisfied, satisfied, satisfied)
He will never be satisfied
I will never be satisfied"
Where I used to read at Centennial Park
I used to think I would meet somebody there
Teal was the color of your shirt
When you were sixteen at the yogurt shop
You used to work at to make a little money
Time, curious time
Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs
Were there clues I didn't see?
And isn't it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
Invisible string
Tying you to me?
Ooh
Bad was the blood of the song in the cab
On your first trip to LA
You ate at my favorite spot for dinner
Bold was the waitress on our three year trip
Getting lunch down by the lakes
She said I looked like an American singer
Time, mystical time
Cuttin' me open, then healin' me fine
Were there clues I didn't see?
And isn't it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
Invisible string
Tying you to me?
Ooh
A string that pulled me
Out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar
Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
Chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons
One single thread of gold tied me to you
Cold was the steel of my axe to grind
For the boys who broke my heart
Now I send their babies presents
Gold was the color of the leaves
When I showed you around Centennial Park
Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven
Time, wondrous time
Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies
And it's cool, baby, with me
And isn't it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
Invisible string
Tying you to me?
Ooh
Hee
Ooh"