You yesterday, you bought a bouquet   And you walked around town pretending that someone had bought it for you   Just like in that dream that you once had   Then back at home, you talked on the phone   To the operator and the talking clock   You made dinner for two, drank all the wine and a good time was had   Then you had a row, somehow you got jealous   So why do you talk to yourself?      You met an old friend   Then you complained about being alone, a face in the crowd   And she told you to think about all the people who feel the same as you   You took offence – you stand apart   There’s no one who could share the same kind of heart   And you told your old friend to stick her advice in a place no sun could shine   And then you fell down, somehow you got dizzy   So why do you spin round and round?      Maybe tomorrow a finer day comes   When you stop lying there arresting your thumbs   The solitaire game that had lasted for weeks may uncover the meaning of life   The Catherine wheels that spin in your eyes   Help you paint by numbers and sever the ties      Take a long breath before living expires and reveals there’s nobody there   Hey, why don’t you say- say something worthwhile but save it for somebody else