Stars are twinkling in the night sky
Each one seems to have something to say
The wind blows
The moonlight's in disarray
My hair's in a mess
My hair's in a mess
So let it drift with the wind
My hair's in a mess
So let it drift with the wind
Watching the stars twinkle
Listening to the night wind sing
Oh-
Oh-
To whom
Can I speak of this pride
Still possessing
This river of solitude
Once imagined
Your fingertips sliding through
My hair's in a mess
My hair's in a mess
So let it drift with the wind
My hair's in a mess
So let it drift with the wind
Your fingertips sliding through
This lonely river
Oh-
Oh-
Oh-
My hair's in a mess
My hair's in a mess
Spring is brief, summer is hot
Autumn leaves fall
If never in love
How could one understand this loneliness
My hair's in a mess
My hair's in a mess
If never in love
How could one understand this loneliness
My hair's in a mess
My hair's in a mess
If never in love
How could one understand this loneliness
My hair's in a mess
My hair's in a mess
If never in love
How could one understand this loneliness