Eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock All is well for the blue jack of diamonds Each of us can find a way to be in love Can't we have the time that
All along there is love we need All you are we have ??? You have lost all sense of touch In the dark without a crutch You've arrived at the Mountains
Could we possibly see The keeper of all the keys One key to rule them, he keeps in the great hall ??? tower we call Now we beat on the drum But wary a
Walking down the street I feel like crashing Everybody's groovy, all their eyes are flashing Do you think that this could be the time In the world behind
Spin, spin, spin my little darling Spin, spin, spin my little babe Stay in the garden; let your mind tarry Dance to the sunlight, smell the strawberry
Whirling, twirling, swirling Past the night, your door Better than before Not blue moon any more Flying, flying, flying Drifting through the room Smelling
Well, it's about time for the rising sun It's about time that the deed was done A better day's coming, that's the thing I know You and me, brother, we
