Lyrics:

Laying On The Edge Of The Bed
there's A Little Life Overhead
i'm Watching With Detached Interest
if Only For A Moment I'm Impressed

it's Just Another Day In The Corner Of My Room
it's Just Another Day I Watch Her Spin Her Loom
and Though She Has Her Faults, She Knows The Spiders' Waltz
woe She Never Halts The Spiders' Waltz

they Say This Little Widow Never Wed
although The Seamstress Has A Way With Thread
so She Spends Her Life In Silent Solutude
while Her Visitors Are Treaded Fairly Rude

and Though She Has Her Faults, She Knows The Spiders' Waltz
woe She Never Halts The Spiders' Waltz