Today, the town seems like a tomb;

Everybody's locked up in his room;

Making love, or taking love--who cares?



If you take a walk out in the street,

Chances are there's someone that youll meet.

If it's someone you know

You'll say hello, and good-bye.



Today's the very first day of the Spring;

A little girl's playing on her swing.

She doesn't know that a brand new show begins.



Now you come and tell me that you're sad;

But you never talk. about it when you're glad;

You criticise, and you shut your eyes...

That's too bad.