I sang a song, yes that I did But never met another kid 'Twas not 'til I was old and grey That I learned to play
Somebody come and play... Somebody come and play today... I heard that song when I was young, It flew from off my lonely tongue. My song flew off into the sky You should have heard it fly! It soared so high, at such a pace! Yet it could find no landing place... My song is still out there in space, tired out and lonely, too... I used to sing it every day: Still, no one ever came to play...
The silent lights illuminate the lonely, silent street... Lights go out in windows as those thoughts begin to beat... A special night for special feasts of familiar flesh well seasoned... The time of year is our good reason!
