Hair (Reprise) – Revival Broadway Soundtrack
Alice loved Hatter's hair.
The first thing she did when he arrived in her world, his hair inexplicably made tidy, was to bury her fingers in it and encourage every cowlick she could find to spring back to its normal chaos. Curls fell into place at the smallest brush of her fingers like they were eager for her touch, flying every which way until they suited her. "Better," she said, smiling happily and kissing his nose.
Hatter grinned. "Missed it, eh? And here I thought maybe I'd try to make a good impression."
Alice shrugged. "It suits you. And by the way, where the hell is your hat?"