Frederick Loewe
Gigi
There's sweeter music when she speaks
Isn’t there?
A different bloom above her cheeks
Isn't there?
Could I be wrong?
Could it be so?
Oh where, oh where did Gigi go?

Gigi, am I a fool without a mind
Or have I merely been too blind to realize?
Gigi, why you've been growing up before my eyes
Gigi, you’re not at all that funny, awkward little girl I knew
Oh no, over night there's been a breathless change in you

Gigi, while you were trеmbling on the brink
Was I out yonder somewhеre blinking at a star?
Oh Gigi, have I been standing up too close or back too far?

When did your sparkle turn to fire?
And your warmth become desire?
Oh, what miracle has made you the way you are?

Oh Gigi, while you were trembling on the brink
Was I out yonder somewhere blinking at a star?
Oh Gigi, have I been standing up too close or back too far?
When did your sparkle turn to fire?
And your warmth become desire?
Oh, what miracle has made you the way you are?