Good-bye Jack... My dearest Jack... Oh, how I hope my premonition is wrong. I sense...

Sally: Good-bye Jack... My dearest Jack... Oh, how I hope my premonition is wrong. Sally: [the musicians start playing, Sally starts singing] I sense there's something in the wind / That feels like tragedy's at hand / And though I'd like to stand by him / Can't shake this feeling that I have / The worst is just around the bend / And does he notice / My feelings for him? / And will he see / How much he means to me? / I think it's not to be. / What will become of my dear friend? / Where will his actions lead us then? / Sally: [Sally walks through the iron gate, song continues] Although I'd like to join the crowd / In their enthusiastic cloud / Try as I may, it doesn't last. Sally: [pets a black cat, song continues] And will we ever / End up together? / No, I think not / It's never to become / For I am not the one. [song ends]