(Farrar/Best)       The stairs are dark and silent   The morning cold and gray   A last look at the things I knew   And slowly turn away   And as I watch the scenery unwind   My childhood slips a hundred miles behind      Leave the bus in Houston   Walk around the town   But all the strange, unfriendly faces   Seem to get me down   And in the park where little children play   I sit and watch the dying of the day      I'm a small and lonely light   A bird that's lost in flight   And it's too late at night to go home   I'm a tall and weary kite   A face that's out of sight   And it's too late at night to go home      Always had the good life    Never felt unsure   But now the good life's not enough   There must be something more   And so I sit and shiver in the dawn   And watch the world and wait to be reborn      I'm a small and lonely light   A bird that's lost in flight   And it's too late at night to go home   I'm a tall and weary kite   A face that's out of sight   And it's too late at night to go home   Too late at night to go home   But I've talked too long my friend