In the paintingnYour face in fadingnSnow is covering the signnYoung man don't dream of your colors in the nighttimennFlowers run wild, birds sing off keynThe time glass fills with tearsnA loss of urgencynunfinished somethingnEverything is dark in the nighttimennLittle pennies rolling homenBabies learn to crynKings and queens are deadnBut aging stow will never flynIn his eyes I see a time when I was younNow I'm remembering your style nYou don't believe in nighttimen oh nighttimennIn the tracing your heart is racingnDon't you think of passing timenHold them nSongs don't last forever in the nighttimennLittle pennies rolling homenBabies learn to crynKings and queens are deadnBut aging stow will never flynIn his eyes I see a time when I was younNow I'm remembering your style nYou don't believe in nighttimen oh in the nighttimennLittle pennies rolling homenBabies learn to crynKings and queens are deadnBut aging stow will never flynIn his eyes I see a time when I was younNow I'm remembering your style nYou don't believe in nighttimen nighttimennyotzer or ubore choshechnose sholom nu'vore es hakoln es hakol