These stars

No one else can see

Trapeze the height of thee

Vanish as they call



These blues

No one else can hear

No one else can sing

This one for you

Can they, dear?



Things that you do are always with me

When you're laughing

You're always here

What's the use in crying?

It won't matter when we're old



This tear will

Finally fall

Keep your eyes here

When there's no net at all



Where the Lord's face

Is an all-night cafe

There's a woman who will wait on

What you have to say

And your dreams are like marbles

In the pocket of a little boy

And they whisper when you hold them

Like a beautiful girl



Beautiful girl