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