(An early summer evening on the private terrace of a suite at the Hotel Cipriani in Venice. On the terrace are JOHN PROFUMO, and his wife, VALERIE
PROFUMO tells VALERIE of his affair
Once he steps back into the suite, VALERIE sits for a moment, lost in thought.)
{VALERIE}
My life is far from over
Time to think about me
I could live my life without you
But what kind of a life would that be?
Part of me is saying, I should go
Maybe that's what I should do
But I will not be leaving
I'm hopeless when it comes to you
You can't stay with him
That's what they say
And some days, their words ring true
But those are fleeting feelings
I'm hopeless when it comes to you
You're bruised, but you're not broken
There'll be no more lies
We'll go on together
Dry each other's eyes
This will make us stronger than before
Sometimes, that's what pain can do
How could I think of leaving
I'm hopeless when it comes to you
How could I think of leaving
I'm hopeless when it comes to you
We're bruised, but we're not broken
There'll be no more lies
We'll grow strong together
Dry each other's eyes
This will make us closer than before
Sometimes, that's what pain can do
How could I think of leaving?
I'm hopeless when it comes to you
I'm hopeless when it comes to you