Lyrics
Other pleasures and I've known many
Afternoons in warm Venetian squares
Brief encounters, long siestas
Pleasures old and new can't compare with you
You amaze me, where did you come from?
You do things champagne could never do
Crystal winters, crimson summers
Other pleasures, I would trade them all for you
Pleasures old and new can't compare with you
Wild mimosa, the scent of evening
Shuttered rooms with sunlight breaking through
Crazy soirees, lazy Sundays
Other pleasures, I would trade them all for you
Sailing off in the night on a silver lake
Taking more from this life than I ought to take
Other pleasures, I would trade them all for you
Written by: Andrew Lloyd-webber, Charles Hart, Don Black
