Pa, parara, papa, Pa, parara, papa, Papa, parara, papa,
Sixty at twenty one The girl has risen the sun a white paint mornin' now That the fog is
It's a bright, founded dawn (Hey) She down out on the lawn And the new day And turns to confront the
And down, the town All squared Don't it make you want to cry all And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Crushed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's where the land end and the day
"Is normal?" She asks allowed As she through the crowd her tears And her morning perfume
It seems that life's just not (Hey) From the deck And she frozen in her bus seat All the way
And down, the town All away Don't it make you want to cry all And gone, by the wind (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) by the clouds (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's the land end and the day begins Ooh
and flowers The fallen leaves (Hey) The and hours yea As ours leaves
And down, the little (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All squared (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) it make you want to cry all day? And gone, by the wind (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Crushed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) where the land end and the day begins
And down, the town (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All squared (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) it make you want to cry all day? And gone, yea (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Yea, yea, yea (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) it make you, cry, cry, cry all day Ooh