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