Ct my window watching the sun go
Hoping the stars know it's time to shine
Daydreams aloft on dark wings
Soft as the sun streams at day's decline

Living is sighing
Dying says nothing at all
Babe and I lying here
Watching the evening fall

Well, time flows through brave beginnings
She leaves her endings beneath our feet
Walking lightly upon our faces
Leaves gentle traces upon our sleep

Living is dancing
Dying does nothing at all
Babe and I lying here
Watching the evening fall

Three dimes, hard luck, and good times
Bad rhymes and fine lines, ain't much to say
Feel fine, feel low and lazy
Feel grey and hazy, feel far away

Living ain't lying
Dying ain't flying so high
Babe and I wandering
Watching the day go by