Oh, little lords
Oh, my good name
When will the sunshine
Pass this way again?

Kneel down
Take your place
Merry go round
In time and space
Once more
With a feeling
Carve out
Your own dominion

Out on the tiles
Don't make no sound
The trees so quiet
Dressed in their
Evening gowns

Kneeling down
Take your place
Merry go round
In time and space
Once more
With a feeling
Carve out
Your own dominion

The little lords
On your good name
When will the sunshine
Pass this way again?