I have a blue balloon, a happy tune Love enough to last me all through afternoon I have a New York Times, fourteen dimes An explanation of the most profound nursery rhymes
* Before the rivers run dry, before the last sad goodbye Let's be kind to one another, we can try So don't just throw your love about It's not too late to find out Before the sand has all run out of the hourglass
The carnival is here, the clowns appear Plastic painted people hold each other near Hopes are always high, the echo off the sky When it's over, there's just the lonely sound of goodbye (Repeat *)
Too late to hide it now, it's all around us now Oh how I want you girl, to lie beside me now While there still is time, and all my poems still rhyme Let me love you now, we can drink the good good wine
Before the rivers run dry, before the last sad goodbye Let us be kind to one another, we can try So don't just throw your love about You and me, hey let's find out Before the sand has all run out of the hourglass