Sunday, Monday or Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or FridayI want you near,

I may not have a thing at allExcept for

better watch out, you better not cryYou better not pout,

are bright, time for meditationAs the shadows fall I think

I saw you last night and got that old feelingWhen you

tables are emptyThe dance floor's desertedYou play the same

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

Alone and awake, I've looked at the starsThe same that smiled

Don't make me beg for your kissesBeg for your tender embraceI

YesterdaysYesterdaysDays I knew as happy, sweetSequestered daysOlden daysGolden daysDays of mad

I won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, don't ask meI

cry, oh, honey, please don't be that wayClouds in

There's nothing left for me of days that used to beI

Sleep warm, sleep tight, when you turn off the lightSleep warm,

Here we all work 'long the MississippiHere we all work while

Love locked out in all the cold and rainLove locked out,

see a pair of laughing eyesAnd suddenly your sighing

My heart is sad and lonelyFor you I sigh, for you

There's no use of a moonlight glowOr the peaks where winter

You can have my hand (You can have my hand)You can