Slip side-street Now we're wondering what the year will bring It seems, my friend, changes never end Now we're growing up and down Sigh, Tom, on the boulevard My Tom, on the boulevard You'll shine with the light of stars In the middle of the dark ♪ Too soon came hills of the deeper greens And the flying scenes Firmly as trees will we plant our feet We will sway not in the ground Sigh, Tom, on the boulevard My Tom, on the boulevard You'll shine with the light of stars In the middle of the dark ♪ Slip side-street Now we're wondering what the year will bring It seems, my friend, changes never end Now we're growing up and down Sigh, Tom, on the boulevard My Tom, on the boulevard You'll shine with the light of stars In the middle of the dark