On a sunny day, ‘neath the Milky Way
I was lying prone in a danger zone
I was walkin’ home, talking on the phone
And I could not play, love was gone away.
Oh, but take me down the line
River blue and red, red wine
Birds and flowers all so fine
Wishin’ this could all be mine.
On this sunny day, ‘neath the Milky Way
With the travel gnome and his saxophone
And the rag and bone and the mortgage loan
Then I could not play, love was gone away.