Texty:
By Harry Chapin

a ball player A regular slugging fool But both our dreams must wait awhile Until we finish school And so you and I We watch our years go by We watch

Překlad: Harry Chapin. Přejít snů By.

Could you put your light on please It's kind of dark tonight And I feel a little lonely Yes, I need a little light Could you put your light on please

You were chasing him down Broadway on that white-hot July 'Cause he thought he'd got a message from some holy man on high He said his chance had finally

Překlad: Harry Chapin. Mohl by si dát na světlo, prosím?.