You walk across a wire lawn
 Where bald men play electric croquet
 The sun is hard the sky is warm
 And when it rains they drift away
 You want to be one of them
 Making the wheels go round faster
 Putting the wrongs to rights
 
 Searching for ways to decieve
 Wonder struck fools such as me
 See how your heart turns to stone
 Wake up to winter alone
 
 The sun goes down it’s never late
 And in the sky it builds a castle
 A summer lawn as summer fades
 We batted last and saved the day
 It’s good to be wrong again
 Putting my pride back in plaster
 Singing the songs we like
 
 Searching for ways to decieve
 Wonder-struck fools such as me
 See how your heart turns to stone
 Wake up to winter alone