Staring from a cardboard castle Down and out One of life's young students Finds out what it's all about Paper flutters Angry taxi drivers shout
From the pages of a paper Candles shine On a perfect table Laid for two who love to dine They suggest a Highly recommended wine Once again the same old line
Why so sad My fine young friend Why so blue
Weary carriage horses stand In single file Someone at a crowded bus stop Wears a friendly smile Touching nerves that No one's heard from in a while Papers from the same old file
Why so sad My fine young friend Why so blue
Sometimes When eyes meet you know They have to meet again Sometimes Birds of a feather Got to fly together
From a dingy attic window Candles shine On a perfect table Laid for two who love to dine Now they drink the Highly recommended wine Free at last and feeling fine
I'm so glad My fine young friend Glad for you
I'm so glad My fine young friend Glad for you
You used to be so blue You used to be so blue Why so blue