Night and day the winds hold away In the upper athmosphere And down this way the children play With their warmed up plastic spears And the cars drive by And the flower dies And the traffic flows And the flower grows. You walk into the room You're bound to find me there You hand me the wooden spoon The sun shines through your hair But please, please, leave me Until ten to four 'cos I'm piecing togheter the night before So you call me on the phone So I feel I'm not alone And you mention Ho Chi Minn While I try to remember where I've been But the TV goes on and on and on But the aerial's fucked So the picture is wrong And the whole of this is only a song The whole of this is only a song The cars drive by, And the flower dies and the traffic flows, and the flower grows, Night and Day, Night and Day, It,s just Night and Day