I have a blue balloon, a happy tune, love enough to last me all through the afternoon. I have the New York Times, fourteen dimes, and explanations of the most profound nursery rhymes. Before the rivers run dry, before the last sad goodbye, 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. Hopes are always high, the echo of the sky, when it's over there's just a lonely sound of goodbye. Instrumental 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 still is time, and all my poems still rhyme, let me love you now, we can drink a good, good wine. Before the rivers run dry, before the last sad goodbye, let's be kind to one another, we can try. So don't just throw your love about, you and me, hey let's find out, before the sand has all run out of the hourglass. Outro