I have a blue balloon, a happy tune
Love enough to last me all thru the afternoon
I have the New York Times, fourteen dimes
And explanation of the most profound nursery rhyme
*Before the rivers run dry
Before the last sad good-bye
Let's be kind to one another, we can try
So don't just throw your love about
It's not too late to find out
Before the sand has all run out of the hourglass (*)
The carnival is here, the clowns appear
Plastic painted people hold each other near
Hope are always high the echo off the sky
When it's over
There's just the lonely sound of good-bye (*)
Too late to hide it now
It's all around us now
Oh, how I want you girl to lie beside me now
While there is time and all my poems still rhyme
Let me love you now
We can drink the good good wine (*)
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