When I heard him first Questions in my ears Colors in my head Suddenly a thirst A path to fate appears Into the woods I start to tread I'm in a different world now Green and grand, a giant Magic is unfurled now I'm in the air but I'm still in my chair I'm sitting with Sondheim How'd you do it sir? Sitting with Sondheim Three hours like a blur Sitting with Sondheim Inside me there's a stir If I write what I feel If my keel can be kept kind of even Then maybe one day I could be like Stephen ♪ Then I went on a quest Searching for my voice In a sea of doubt Which key is the best? No, lazy lyric choice Take a different route Too much information Questioning potential If I had affirmation I might believe If I heard it from Steve I'd be sitting with Sondheim Nice to meet you, sir Sitting with Sondheim Or standing if he'd prefer Sitting with Sondheim Then I'd know for sure ♪ Years pass me by Finally respected Starting to fly Finally connected Maybe soon there'll be a time for us Year twenty-four Twenty twenty-one November is fleeting The year's almost done Maybe soon there'll be a time for us ♪ Sitting with Sondheim Sad I missed you, sir Sitting with Sondheim Some dreams do defer Sitting with Sondheim This sorrow has a cure If I write what I feel If I write only what I believe in Like Stephen No quitting Just permitting And committing And I'm Sitting with Sondheim