I miss the days of seeing her face

And Abby The World's Greatest Dog

I miss the kiss of the ring mistress

While the lions sharpen their claws

I miss the thrill of love in a can

That I bought from Kaleidoscope Man

I miss the clowns fooling around

Then they run in the bathroom to cry

I miss the chimp they dressed like a pimp

And then taught him to whisper goodbye

I miss the thrill of love in a can

That I bought from Kaleidoscope Man

Gone are the evenings of fire

Gone are the moments of bliss

I long for the feel

Of her hands on my soul

And I long

How I long to be missed

I miss the time when she was alive

And things were as they should be

I miss my painting of twelve ladies fainting

She never returned it to me

I miss the tune played by the band

That was led by Kaleidoscope Man

I miss the tune that went with the dance

That we did for Kaleidoscope Man