Diamonds of rain in the fountains And ten-cent red roses from store counters Watching the moonlight reflect off the Beside where the trains cross the bridge and down Trains with white on black iron sides And white rushing water that all away And little Miss does not want to stay
moving, with places to go And Mr Zero, he stands still As the goes one way, the train goes another Mr. Zero stands still and Miss Someone bother
Yesterday's will be cold by tomorrow As campfires of midnight dissolve in the The room is deserted, the have been drawn Little Someone has packed up and gone
Fast cars disappear down the highway signs that say, "Hitch-hikers, do not disturb" Mr. Zero looks quietly up the curb has faded, and shadows have grown And Little Miss Someone is on her way Mr. stands watching, her plane flies above And with frost-bitten waves goodbye to his love
Walks through the park on a bright Sunday And tapestry kittens hung on the wall They all die in the air like a soft chord A vacancy sign and a bulletin Mr. is wrapping his jacket around him Speaking kind words that should been said long ago But Little Miss Someone does not want to
The night is deserted, dust on the shelf Mr. Zero sits lonely and talks to It's too late to change, the fine has been crossed The are all done, Mr. Zero has lost