Then why'm I thinking something's left behind?
It's time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away
The night brought any old kind of dark
And it was just an any old kind of day
I whistled 'round today and I skipped off a footloose jig
And it was just an any old kind of day
And it was just an any old kind of day
The kind that comes and slips away
To the hurdy gurdy music of the street
The kind that fills up easy my life's time
The night has had it's laughing
The kind that fills up easy my life's time
The kind that fills up easy my life's time
And I'm left up high and dry
The kind that comes and slips away
Then why'm I thinking something's left behind?
And I trust to things that other days will meet
But it ain't no good to cry, so I shrug my useless sigh
And there's neon out the window, not the moon
The night brought any old kind of dark
When things will go my way
I heard the ticking of my heart
The night brought any old kind of dark
And there's other things to say

Then why'm I thinking something's left behind?
The cars outside are coughing
I heard the ticking of my heart
I looked past those rooftops and I saw the cloudless sky
I heard the ticking of my heart

And it's kind of hard to sleep

But I keep on asking why my life is passing by
There's gonna be another day, hey
The kind that comes and slips away

And there's other songs to play
And there'll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow
When the street lights blind the stars
So now it's shedding rain to sing it's sorrow