These stars
   No one else can see
   Trapeze the height of thee
   Vanish as they call
  
   These blues
   No one else can hear
   No one else can sing
   This one for you
   Can they, dear?
  
   Things that you do are always with me
   When you're laughing
   You're always here
   What's the use in crying?
   It won't matter when we're old
  
   This tear will
   Finally fall
   Keep your eyes here
   When there's no net at all
  
   Where the Lord's face
   Is an all-night cafe
   There's a woman who will wait on
   What you have to say
   And your dreams are like marbles
   In the pocket of a little boy
   And they whisper when you hold them
   Like a beautiful girl
  
   Beautiful girl