Down to the city, on a country road I roam,
I let her know I'd be coming soon,
I picture her in a flowered dress and hat,
I really like that, I'll have to tell her so,
The people gonna love it when we walk off holding hands,
They like happy ends,
Maybe life's that way.

The sun is shining in the big, blue sky,
It's a turned down day,
When he gets to whistling like the birds up high he could fly away.

When the curtain comes down I'll pack my things and go,
It's not in the show but it's part of the play.

All the little men they come and put away the sun and the big blue sky,
In the world outside he'll watch 'em draw the curtain, hear the night say "Hi"

I wave to the people but the wind just blows them down on the paper ground.
They still smile.