| Spring was never waiting for us dear It ran one step ahead | |
| As we followed in the dance Between the parted pages and were pressed | |
| In love's hot fevered iron Like a striped pair of pants | |
| * MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark | |
| All the sweet green icing flowing down... | |
| Someone left the cake out in the rain | |
| I don't think that I can take it | |
| 'cause it took so long to bake it | |
| And I'll never have that recipe again Oh no * | |
| I recall the yellow cotton dress Foaming like a wave | |
| On the ground around your knees | |
| The birds like tender babies in your hands | |
| And the old men playing checkers by the trees | |
| Repeat * | |
| There will be another song for me For I will sing it | |
| There will be another dream for me Someone will bring it | |
| I will drink the wine while it is warm | |
| And never let you catch me looking at the sun | |
| And after all the loves of my life | |
| After all the loves of my life You'll still be the one. | |
| I will take my life into my hands and I will use it | |
| I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it | |
| I will have the things that I desire | |
| And my passion flow like rivers through the sky. | |
| And after all the loves of my life | |
| After all the loves of my life You'll still be the one | |
| And I'll ask myself why |