Pa, parara, papa, Pa, parara, papa, Papa, parara, papa,
eight at twenty one The has risen with the sun It's a white paint now That the fog is
It's a bright, founded dawn (Hey) She lays down out on the And the new day And turns to confront the
And down, the little All squared it make you want to cry all day? And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Crushed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's the land end and the day begins
"Is this normal?" She allowed As she sifted the crowd her tears And her morning perfume
It that life's just not correct (Hey) the observation deck And she sits frozen in her bus All the way
And down, the town All away 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 end and the day begins Ooh
and flowers The crest fallen (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 want to cry all And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Crushed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) where the land end and the day begins
And down, the town (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All away (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Don't it 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