These stars no one else can see
Trapeze the height of thee, vanish as they call
These blues no one else can hear
No one else can sing this one for you
Can they, dear?

Things that you do are always with me
You're laughing, you're always here
What's the use in crying?
It won't matter when we're old.

This tear will finally fall
Keep your eyes here
When there's no net at all...
Where the Lord's face is like an all-night cafe
There's a woman who will wait on
What you have to say
Your dreams are like marbles
In the pocket of a little boy
And they whisper when you hold them
Like a beautiful girl,
Beautiful girl.