One two three four five
Four three two one zero
Reasoned verse, some prose or rhymes
Lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast silent spells
That speak in crowded clues
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
Careful plays on fields that seem to
Vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered shoes
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
(Well) Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what we had to say
And one more time a faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
(Refrão)
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what we had to say
And one more time a faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you