Five Day Morning

Mrs. Jones and I were dreaming of the moon
 On Wednesday afternoons without a cloud
 And the mirage of a suburb in the rain
 On a train and drifting down
 Oh, Miss Lloyd, your smiling eyes are in my mind
 Holidays and nights away and quieter times
 What's in the game that we both play
 Walking our dogs in the rain, anyway?
 And we think about the things that we have done
 What our love's become, as we drift down
 And our glowing eyes are filled with silent rooms
 Alleyways and evenings that we found
 Oh, Miss Lloyd, your smiling eyes are in my mind
 Holidays and nights away and quieter times
 What's in the game that we both play
 Walking our dogs in the rain, anyway?
 And it's a five day morning
 As I am in the rain
 And I don't know if I'll see you again
 Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again
 Mrs. Jones and I were dreaming of the moon
 On Wednesday afternoons without a cloud
 And the mirage of a suburb in the rain
 On a train and drifting down