Three coins in the fountainEach one seeking happinessThrown by three hopeful

I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rainI've got some habits

If they asked me, I could write a bookAbout the way

Yesterday we were gayI was high on a rainbow, but now

What can I do to prove it to you that I'm

I miss the thrill of grammar school romancesI miss the junior

It's the last danceWe've come to the last danceThey're dimming the

guess I'll have to change my planI should have

Rain falling from the skiesLike lonely tears through misty eyesRain streaming

You don't laugh anymore, when we're aloneYou don't talk quite as

I don't know why I should cry over youSigh over you,

Frank the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is

Hey, Pearl, what's bugging you, girl?(Too much knowledge, Frank, too much

Frank me or the market upShot the target

you see a guy reach for stars in the

left my heart in San FranciscoHigh on a hill,

I'll never forget you, but should I forget youThen let my

Have you met Dolores? She's queen of the forestHave you met

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

(Getting stoned on sunshine, getting high on air,)Getting to it naturally,