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