December Morning

Way downtown

I lost my baby

On a cold December morning

Way downtown

I guess every leaf that passes

On by my window ledge

Has just left its only father

To be among the rest

Every day at night

I ride the escalator

And I go up to my office

And add up the receipts

Why should today be any different

Than any other day?

Just a cold December morning

Way downtown

I guess everyone's job is everyone's job

It's hardly fun, I'm just fun

'Cause every child is everyone's child

It's hardly fun, I'm just fun

'Cause every child is everybody's child

It's hardly fun, I'm just fun