I have a blue balloon, a happy tune Love enough to last me all through the afternoon I have the New York Times, 14 dimes And explanations of the most profound nursery rhymes Before the rivers run dry Before the last sad goodbye Let's be kind to one another We can try So don't just throw your love about It's not too late to find out Before the sand has all run out Of the hourglass The carnival is here, the clowns appear Plastic painted people hold each other near Hopes are always high, they echo off the sky And when it's over, there's just a lonely sound of goodbye Too late to hide it now, it's all around us now Oh, how I want you girl to lie beside me now While there still is time, and all my poems still rhyme Let me love you now, we can drink a good, good wine Before the rivers run dry Before the last sad goodbye Let us be kind to one another We can try So don't just throw your love about You and me, hey, let's find out Before the sand has all run out Of the hourglass