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