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