Texty: Steve Martin. Rare Bird Alert. You.

Things have changed, rearranged
Everything is new
Spirits high, all blue sky
I've someone to talk to
But when the night is blue
I will think of you

Someone who loves me too
After you withdrew
Kinder ways, better days
Words exchanged are true
But winter settles in
Thoughts of you begin

Tell me how I allow
This memory to go on
It is done, on the run

Nothing else to do
I know this mood's unreal
The heart takes time to heal

Time goes on, days are long
Summer's gone
You

Saturday, sadder days
Silence plays
You

And when the night is blue
I still think of you