[Jerusha Abbott]
How old are you, Daddy?
I know you won't tell me
But you can't stop me from wondering

Where are you now?
How goes your day?
And is your sporting silver or grey?
What are you like?
Who could you be?
'Cause I have imagined a kindly old man
Of at least ninety three

'Cause what would I think
If I knew who you were?
On my own I can only surmise
But if we could meet
It would lift my heart so
'Cause I'd know the colour of your eyes

[Jervis Pendleton]
From the desk of Mr Jervis Pendleton
Dear Jerusha
I've been meaning to write to you
For quite some time
But with no success
It felt rather dishonest writing to you as Jervis Pendleton
When all your letters were being written to me
As Daddy Long Legs
So I put it off
I shouldn't have done
But I did

Your discovery of my connection to Lock Willow
Has made a confession all the more necessary
But I still don't know whether to write to you
As Jervis telling you I'm Daddy
Or Daddy telling you I'm Jervis
Either way
I feel I shall be a terrible disappointment to you

What can I say?
What would make sense?
I've made a mess of things
At your expense

My little deceit
Is haunting me now
And all I want is to tell you the truth
But I just don't know how
'Cause what will you think
When you know who I am?
When you've seen through my foolish disguise?
And how can I manage to soften this blow
When you know the colour of my eyes?
I am in agony
Guessing what you might do
Once you find out
I have thoroughly lied to you

[Jerusha Abbott]
I know you
I knew you'd see me

[Jervis Pendleton]
Will you forgive me?
Or break my heart promptly in two?

[Jerusha Abbott]
Daddy, I am all grown up
What are you like?

[Jervis Pendleton]
'Cause P.S. it's late
And I can't get to sleep
As I think of the hurt in your eyes

[Jerusha Abbott]
I'm so impatient, oh
When will we meet?
[Jervis Pendleton]
'Cause what will you write
When you find out I'm me
And you see the colour of my lies?

[Jerusha Abbott]
When will I see
Your [?]
When will I know?

[Jervis Pendleton]
It's the colour of shame
I'm completely to blame
But I can't let you go

[Jervis Pendleton]
'Cause I know

[Jerusha Abbott]
Will I know

[Both]
The colour of your eyes