We stood in the windy city,
The gypsy boy and I
We slept on the breeze in the midnight
With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes
And who's going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done?
I dare a man to say I'm too young,
For I'm going to try for the sun
We huddled in a derelict building
And when he thought I was asleep
He laid his poor coat round my shoulder,
And shivered there beside me in a heap
And who's going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done?
I dare a man to say I'm too young,
For I'm going to try for the sun
We sang and cracked the sky with laughter,
Our breath turned to mist in the cold
Our years put together count to thirty,
But our eyes told the dawn we were old
And who's going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done ?
I dare a man to say I'm too young,
For I'm going to try for the sun
Mirror, mirror, hanging in the sky,
Won't you look down what's happening here below?
I stand here singing to the flowers,
So very few people really know
And who's going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done?
I dare a man to say I'm too young,
For I'm going to try for the sun
We stood in the windy city
The gypsy boy and I
We slept on the breeze in the midnight,
With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes
And who's going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done ?
I dare a man to say I'm too young,
For I'm going to try for the sun