Lyrics:

It was a rainy night
We took a taxi to your mother's home
She went to Florida
And left you with your father's gun, alone
Upon her small white bed I fell into a dream
You sat up all the night and watched me
To see who in the world I might be
I am from the Sunday school
I sing soprano in the upstairs choir
You are a holy man on the F.M. radio
I sat up all the night and watched thee
To see who in the world you might be
You called me beautiful
You called your mother, she was very tanned
So you packed your tent and you went
To live out in the Arizona sand
You are a refugee from a wealthy family
You gave up all the golden factories
To see who in the world you might be