: I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook A real live lover, could have been a book. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
: A day once dawned, and it was beautiful A day once dawned from the ground Then the night she fell And the air was beautiful The night she fell all
: And what will happen in the morning when the world it gets so crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning. And what will happen in the
: Time has told me You're a rare rare find A troubled cure For a troubled mind. And time has told me Not to ask for more Someday our ocean Will find
: A black eyed dog he called at my door The black eyed dog he called for more A black eyed dog he knew my name A black eyed dog he knew my name A black
: I saw it written and I saw it say Pink moon is on its way And none of you stand so tall Pink moon gonna get you all It's a pink moon It's a pink, pink
: Which will you go for Which will you love Which will you choose from From the stars above Which will you answer Which will you call Which will you
: Don't you have a word to show what may be done Have you never heard a way to find the sun Tell me all that you may know Show me what you have to show
: Summer was gone and the heat died down And Autumn reached for her golden crown I looked behind as I heard a sigh But this was the time of no reply.
: Well there was a man who lived in a shed Spent most of his days out of his head For his shed was rotten let in the rain Said it was enough to drive
: Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand Who has taken you far from my land Who has said that my sayings were wrong And who will say that I stayed
: I was born to love no one No one to love me Only the wind in the long green grass The frost in a broken tree. I was made to love magic All its wonder
: Who can know The thoughts of Mary Jane Why she flies Or goes out in the rain Where she's been And who she's seen In her journey to the stars. Who
: Well I wake up in the morning Look at my clock It's way past noon time Now I'm late for work. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing
: I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in the palm of my hand Or felt sweet breezes in
: Mayfair strange in the morning light, Mayfair strange in the summer night, Mayfair strangest in the afternoon. Mayfair stretching far above, full of
: Fame is but a fruit tree So very unsound. It can never flourish Till its stalk is in the ground. So men of fame Can never find a way Till time has
: And now you know my name But I don't feel the same But I ain't gonna blame The rider on the wheel. You know my song is new You know it's new for you