Moon river, wider than a mile I'm crossing you in style some day Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way Two drifters, off to see the world There's such a lot of world to see We're after the same rainbow's end,

On the streets of Philadelphia I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself Saw my reflection in a window and didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wastin' away I walked the avenue, 'til my

I don't wanna work in a building downtown You know that I'm a God fearing man Now I'm overcome By the light of day My lips are near, but my heart is far away Oh, my little bird in a cage! Oh, my little mockingbird, sing! No, I don't wanna work in a

You've gone and stole my heart and made it your own You've stole my heart and made it your own Hey little girl you might not know this song This is not the kind of song that you can sing along to Hey little girl Maybe some day Least that's what all the

Tudutudutudu, fuck you too Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes Never wear your heart on

When the man comes around Hear the trumpets hear the pipers One hundred million angels singin' Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum Voices callin', voices cryin' Some are born and some are dyin' It's alpha and omega's kingdom come And the

We should be friends I don't know you well but I know that look On losing sleep and gaining weight On pain and shame and crazy trains Oh, we should be friends If your mind's as cluttered as your kitchen sink If your heart's as empty as your diesel tank

Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things

What will I do I ran to the garden and the rose touch my nose and the grass touch my toes and I thought of you I looked to the sky and the sky was passing by like a lazy butterfly and I thought of you Oh what will I do if you never come true If you never

I believe you could be What I need to believe And I believe that you could be what I need to believe Oh it just keeps coming 'round again To just keeps coming 'round again It's the same old song that I always sing each year But just because it's