You yesterday, you bought a bouquet And you walked around town pretending that someone had bought it for you Just like in that dream that you once had Then back at home, you talked on the phone To the operator and the talking clock You made dinner for two, drank all the wine and a good time was had Then you had a row, somehow you got jealous So why do you talk to yourself?
You met an old friend Then you complained about being alone, a face in the crowd And she told you to think about all the people who feel the same as you You took offence – you stand apart There’s no one who could share the same kind of heart And you told your old friend to stick her advice in a place no sun could shine And then you fell down, somehow you got dizzy So why do you spin round and round?
Maybe tomorrow a finer day comes When you stop lying there arresting your thumbs The solitaire game that had lasted for weeks may uncover the meaning of life The Catherine wheels that spin in your eyes Help you paint by numbers and sever the ties
Take a long breath before living expires and reveals there’s nobody there Hey, why don’t you say- say something worthwhile but save it for somebody else