The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
You’re out there in the peopled world
Bobbing heads crowd your fair face
You sit in tunnels and in buses...
I see you solo in the shadowy house
You move from room to room, you stroke a cat
You listen to a tape...
