https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxbaEOEqUQ0
Lyrics for Invitation sung by Dinah Washington
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iyp1yvSBq5I
You and your smile
Hold a strange invitation
Somehow it seems
We've shared our dreams
But where?
Time after time
In a room full of strangers
Out of the blue
Suddenly you are there
Wherever I go
You're the glow of temptation
Glancing my way
In the gray of the dawn
And always your eyes
Smile that strange invitation
When you are gone
Where oh, where have you gone?
How long must I stay
In a world of illusion?
Be where you are
So near yet so far apart
Hoping you'll say
With a warm invitation
Where have you been?
Darling, come in into my heart
Wherever I go
You're the glow of temptation
Glancing my way
In the gray of the dawn
And always your eyes
Smile that strange invitation
When you are gone
Where oh, where have you gone?
How long must I stay
In a world of illusion?
Be where you are
So near yet so far apart
Hoping you'll say
With a warm invitation
Where have you been?
Darling, come in into my heart
Without a doubt, Dinah Washington sings the best version of this song. While others may have more beautiful voices, this song is about mystery and "drama", which Dinah's voice adds.
Picture yourself in a lounge, alone in a roomful of strangers, and there is a striking lady about four stools down, wearing a big black floppy hat that adds to her mystery.
You glance at her to confirm her aura. Then you catch her glancing at you. Shortly after that, she leaves; leaving you with her aura, and the desire to see her again.
A week later, you are in the same lounge, on the same bar stool, and again she's about four or five bar stools down; this time the big floppy hat is straw. Sneaky guy that you are, you decide to get a good look at her in the mirror behind the bar; low and behold, that's where your eyes meet, and she smiles, the hide and peak game is over.
There is no doubt in my mind that Dinah actually lived this scene by the way she sings the song, plus the fact that she lived life with all the zest a nice lady could manage.
Mary J., I don't know how to recreate this scene for you, other than to make you the striking lady wearing the big black floppy hat.