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