Pa, parara, papa, Pa, parara, papa, Papa, parara, papa,
Sixty eight at one The girl has with the sun It's a white mornin' now the fog is gone
It's a bright, dumb dawn (Hey) She down out on the lawn And the new day And turns to the clock
And down, the little All away Don't it make you to cry all day? And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) by the clouds (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's where the land end and the day
"Is normal?" She asks allowed As she sifted through the Through her And her strong perfume
It that life's just not correct (Hey) From the observation And she sits frozen in her bus All the way
And down, the little All locked it make you want to cry all day? And gone, by the wind (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) by the clouds (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's where the land end and the day Ooh
Statues and The fallen leaves (Hey) The and hours yea As gently leaves
And down, the little (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All away (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Don't it make you to cry all day? And gone, by the wind (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) by the clouds (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's where the land end and the day
And down, the little (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All away (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) it make you want to cry all day? And gone, yea (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Yea, yea, yea (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) it make you, cry, cry, cry all day Ooh