He was a lonely boy, he had to wait the long days,
He was a lonely boy, he had to wait the long days,
Then someone filled his umbrella she said,
I want to talk with you, I want to walk a long ways,
Discussing a musical history book.
He was Columbus, he stood on the bridge looking out,
Spending the days in the haze of a meadow of straw.
Time was forever, he thought he would never grow old,
So he discarded a skin diver's watch.
He was Columbus, he stood on the bridge looking out,
Spending the days in the haze of a meadow of straw.
Inside was tuneful, he sang with a heart that was young,
Expecting her gift-wrapped and tied with a bow,
Don't ask me questions she said with a look that was wrong,
Even if someone holds open the door,
No more.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN