'till You Come Back To Me

The moon is afraid to come out tonight

There'll be no dinners by candlelight,

There is an aura of doom in the air,

And a storm out at sea

Every Picasso tonight is in blue.

The currency's plummeting down in Peru.

And it won't come back

Till you come back to me.

The world's gone mad,

Since we have parted.

And mother nature doesn't like

What she can see.

She's feeling sad, and brokenhearted.

But she'll be feeling better

If you come back to me.

Tonight all the winners have learned

How to lose

Even Tchaikovsky is playin' the blues

And the hole in the sky makes the winter

A balmy one hundred and three.

The papers are sayin' that love is passe

The poets are striking, but not for the pay

And they won't write, till you come

Back to me

It's clear to see, we were mistaken

Shakespeare himself

Could not create such tragedy

Don't you agree- fist steps must be taken

But we can fix this mess

When you come back to me

Tonight every song is a bit out of tune

The cow tried to jump

But crashed into the moon

You have to admit it cannot be too soon

Till we're in harmony

For what really matters we never can learn.

Spring will arrive so the birds can return

But they won't come back till you come back

To me

They won't come back till you come back

They're stayin' put till you come back to me

Till you come back to me

Nothing makes sense at all

Till you come back to me

I'm running into walls

Till you come back to me

Till you come back to me

Till you come back to me

I haven't got a clue

Till yo