I used to sit and watch the starsEspecially old Jupiter and MarsWhen my days were blueBut now those days are gone and stillIf I did, I would, you know I willNever feel the sameIf I don't get youBack again.For who am I to who are youTo who are we SirIf underneath there's nothing moreThan meets the eyeAnd if for that you think I'm crazyDon't forget you once delayed meWonder why.And who am I to who are youTo who are we SirWhen underneath there's nothing moreThan apple pieA little sour perhaps, but one dayGiven time perhaps in some wayWe'll know whyTo you I gave my everythingPlus of course my Autumn and my SpringOh and I won't half feel the painIf I don't get youIf I don't get youIf I don't get youIf I don't get youBack Again.