I’ll be alone each and every night
While you’re away, don’t forget to write
Bye-bye, so long, farewell
Bye-bye, so long
See you in September
See you when the summer’s through
I can’t speak I don’t know why
I must have drowned in your eyes
The sky is an endless ocean
The deepest kind of blue
Don’t let September
Come too soon
Falling through the summer haze
All my thoughts are blown away
Forever hours, a field of tall flowers
And you
Oh, it’s a long long time
From May to December
And the days grow short
When you reach September
When the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
And you ain’t got time
For the waiting game
When days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few golden days I’d share with you
Those golden days I’d share with you
Though we’ve got to say
Goodbye for the summer
Baby, I promise you this
I’ll send you all my love
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time
His is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire, all we can find
He is a feather in the wind
Oh, all of my love,
All of my love,
Oh, all of my love to you now.
Well, I just keep thinkin’ bout you, Sister golden-hair surprise…
I just can’t live without you, can’t you see it in my eyes…
Does he love me? I want to know
How can I tell if he loves me so?
(Is it in his eyes?) Oh, no! You’ll be deceived
(Is it in his sighs?) Oh, no! He’ll make believe
If you want to know if he loves you so, it’s in his kiss (that’s where it is)
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the gray
And tell me grey seal 
How does it feel
To be so wise
To see through eyes
That only see what’s real
Tell me grey seal
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody wants to hear him, or the sound he appears to make
And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill sees the sun coming down
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round
Head over heels, where should I go?
Can’t stop myself, out of control
Head over heels, no time to think
Looks like the whole world’s out of sync
Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I say how long
You say how long
It was one dull morning
Woke the world with bawling
I was so sad (so sad)
It was so bad
I was of a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
I was lucky
Tell me how have I changed
Now I’m out
Oh out of control
Now I’m out
Oh out of control
Oh help me now
Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pill
And put your helmet on
Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She’s lost control.
And she’s clinging to the nearest passer by,
She’s lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I’ve lost control again,
And of the voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I’ve lost control again.
She’s come undone
She didn’t know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She’s come undone
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn’t fly
It was too late
It’s too late
She’s gone too far
She’s lost the sun
Cuz baby, there ain’t no mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
Ain’t no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, babe
Mount Everest ain’t got on me
Mount Everest ain’t got on me
'Cause I’m on top of the world
I’m on top of the world, yeah
Burj, Dubai ain’t got on me
You could touch the sky, but you ain’t got on me
'Cause I’m on top of the world
I’m on top of the world, yeah
I am short, fat, and proud of that
And so with all my might
I up, down, up, down toy appetite’s delight
When I up, down, touch the ground
I think of things to chew:
Like some honey, milk, and chocolate
With a happy, healthy appetite
I’m a happy, healthy Pooh
Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
you have no word
trip, trip to a dream dragon
hide your wings in a ghost tower
sails cackling at every plate we break
cracked by scattered needles
the little minute gong
coughs and clears his throat
madam you see before you stand
hey ho, never be still