I’ll Be Here Audra McDonald

[CLAIRE]
We met, of all places, in front of Gristedes
Some freakishly cold winter's day
I had on several unflattering layers of wool
He slipped on the ice with his grocery bags full
So I rescued some Froot Loops he dropped by the curb
And he made some remark that my smile was superb
And I thought that was sweet and I started to go
When he said, "Hey, whatcha doing tomorrow?

Because I'll be here
At the corner of Bleecker and Mercer
Tomorrow at seven
If you want to meet up I'll be waiting right here
And in case there are two
Fellas waiting for you
My name's John"
He waved, and then he was gone

Needless to say, I went back there to meet him
Mostly to see if he'd show
And there he was, out in the cold with his jacket pulled tight
He took me to dinner and kissed me goodnight
The next week we went to this terrible play
And the week after that drank hot chocolate all day
And suddenly, eight or nine months had flown by
When he said, "Hey, whatcha doing the rest of your life?