I have a blue balloon, a happy tune
Long enough to last me all thru the afternoon
I have the New York Times, fourteen dimes
An explanation of the most profound nursery rhyme
Before the rivers run dry
Before the last sad good-bye
Let's be kind to one another, we can try
So don't just throw your love about
It's not too late to find out
Before the sand has all run out of the hourglass