Basketballs bounce out of tune The streets are empty & the moon Has shone on Mrs. Porter & Her daughter's soda water 'till they swoon Golden evenings pass me by Beneath a dream of darker eyes & Empty on a southbound train Through Battersea in glowing rain I ride Oh the music is so loud Enchanting all the faltering crowd To sing again their lonely melody My heart is yours & I love you You keep my mind as well & Sometimes here when I touch you It's heaven & it's So the years have passed me by The library's shelves refract the light & Black & white will not make clear The seasons & the reasons & my fear