Letra de Saturday's Child
Farewell, my child, it's time To leave this all behind Changing rivers for the seaFarewell to Saturday's child Cut loose before his prime Set adrift in the citySpeak to me now of isolation Feel your way home in the darkHere comes the old gray man Back bent before his time Tracing figures in the sandHe has no more crosses to bear Sat out 'pon his rocking chair Gazes out toward the seaSpeak to me now of visions Seen through a looking glass mindSpeak of your inhibitions You still have your mountain to climb