Diamonds of silvery rain in the And ten-cent red from department store counters Watching the reflect off the river where the trains cross the bridge and slow down Trains with white letters on black iron And rushing water that all rolls away And little Miss Someone does not to stay
Everyone's moving, places to go And Mr Zero, he sadly still As the water goes one way, the goes another Mr. Zero stands still and Someone don't bother
kiss will be cold by tomorrow As campfires of midnight dissolve in the The room is deserted, the have been drawn Miss Someone has packed up and gone
Fast moving cars disappear down the With signs say, "Hitch-hikers, do not disturb" Mr. Zero looks quietly up the curb Morning has faded, and shadows have And Miss Someone is on her way home Mr. Zero watching, her plane flies above And with frost-bitten hands waves goodbye to his
Walks through the park on a summer Sunday And tapestry kittens that on the wall They all die in the air like a soft minor A sign and a bulletin board Mr. Zero is his jacket around him Speaking kind words that should have said long ago But Little Miss 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 crossed The charades are all done, Mr. has lost