Your Little World

Here are the mountains,

There is the sea,

Here are the deserts,

There are the trees;

Here are the cities,

There are the towns,

And when you walk by,

They worship the ground.

Here are your lovers,

There are your friends,

Pick out the boys,

Pick out the men;

Pick out the ones

To leave in despair,

Oh beauty is the hardest

Burden to bear.

   Give my regards

   To your little world,

   Where day becomes night

   With a toss of your curls;

   Black becomes white,

   Wrong becomes right;

   You've had a big day

   In your little world.

Here is the steeple,

There is the church,

The bride has left

The groom in the lurch;

Strike down the set,

Tear down the scene,

All you have to do

Is dream a new dream.

Accept my regrets

For my disregard,

I killed you with kindness --

I tried too hard;

And I'm sure he's much better,

Your soulmate of course,

And things will be perfect

When he gets his divorce.

   Give my reagards

   To your little world,

   Dream a sweet dream

   My sleepy-eyed girl;

   Let's make believe,

   You don't have to leave;

   You've had a big day

   In your little world.