Diamonds of silvery in the fountains And ten-cent red roses from department counters Watching the moonlight off the river Beside the trains cross the bridge and slow down Trains with letters on black iron sides And white rushing water that all away And little Miss Someone not want to stay
Everyone's moving, places to go And Mr Zero, he stands still As the goes one way, the train goes another Mr. Zero stands still and Miss don't bother
Yesterday's kiss will be by tomorrow As campfires of midnight dissolve in the The room is deserted, the blinds have been Little Miss has packed up and gone
Fast moving cars disappear the highway signs that say, "Hitch-hikers, do not disturb" Mr. looks quietly up from the curb Morning has faded, and have grown And Little Someone is on her way home Mr. Zero stands watching, her plane flies And with frost-bitten hands waves 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 bulletin Mr. Zero is wrapping his jacket him Speaking words that should have been said long ago But Little Miss Someone not want to know
The night is deserted, there's dust on the Mr. Zero sits and talks to himself It's too late to change, the fine line has been The charades are all done, Mr. Zero has