She smelled the flowers in her handsnShe set them down carefully and walked awaynAnd she wondered if it's worth cryin'nBut wondering wouldn't make much difference anywaynnIt was raining on the market squarenShe pulled out a handkerchief for her eyesnThere was a siren in the distancenAnd the sting of a familiar face from sometime agonnLet me be, by your sidenHoney bee, once more timenTonight, by your sidennAt the station a homeless man on his knees and prayingnHe was saying something about heaven and all the things wrong todaynThen someone shouted, The train is comingnIt was right on time just like it is everydaynnLet me be, by your sidenHoney bee, one more timenTonight, let me be, by your sidenall my love shine through the midsummer sky