Martin-Post The Sun is setting out in the tinted sky A lite-haired boy is crying wishing he could die. And his thoughts come a-rolling out of the sunset[s] [past?] And his tears are not falling the change has come so fast. And round and round that memory goes There's nobody left to call And anyhow I'm feelin' sure There's no place left to fall Love is just a kiss away There's nobody there There's nobody there, There's nobody there at all. It was back when the years were growing (?) out where the days were young The sport was all in knowing the songs left unsung Now the music's all been written the words mean not a thing He's left behind them rainbows and carousel brass ring And round and round that memory goes There's nobody left to call And anyhow I'm feelin' sure There's no place left to fall Care is just a tear away Nobody cries Nobody cries, nobody cries at all Future's lookin' dimmer the past still lingers on And the pain becomes a-pleading _____ The wind blows around the collar Winter's against his face And Life becomes too heavy for the mind he can't erase And round and round that memory goes There's nobody left to call And anyhow I'm feelin' sure There's no place left to fall Life is just a breath away Nobody's breathin' Nobody's breathin', nobody's breathin' at all "Nobody's there" ad lib/ fade