Diamonds of silvery rain in the And ten-cent red from department store counters Watching the reflect off the river Beside where the trains cross the and slow down Trains with white letters on black sides And white rushing water all rolls away And Miss Someone does not want to stay
moving, with places to go And Mr Zero, he sadly stands As the water goes one way, the goes another Mr. Zero stands still and Someone don't bother
Yesterday's kiss will be by tomorrow As campfires of midnight dissolve in the The room is deserted, the have been drawn Little Miss Someone has up and gone
Fast moving cars down the highway With that say, "Hitch-hikers, do not disturb" Mr. looks quietly up from the curb has faded, and shadows have grown And Little Someone is on her way home Mr. Zero stands watching, her flies above And with frost-bitten hands waves to his love
through the park on a bright summer Sunday And tapestry kittens hung on the wall They all die in the air like a minor chord A vacancy and a bulletin board Mr. Zero is wrapping his jacket him Speaking kind words that should have been long ago But Miss Someone does not want to know
The night is deserted, there's on the shelf Mr. Zero sits lonely and talks to It's too late to change, the line has been crossed The charades are all done, Mr. has lost