La, la, la, la We'll thank this small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there One room bright and neat Complete for us to share Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple

I heard a voice callin' out to me Might've been a vision might've been a dream It said some things will come and some will go We're only here a moment don't you know I don't claim to have all the answers And I've got my share of questions But if I don't