Macarthur Park

Spring was never waiting for us,
girl, it ran one step ahead as we followed in the dance,
Between the parted pages that were pressed,
A love hot fevered like a striped pair of pants,
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark,
all the sweet, green icing flowing down.

Someone left the cake out in
the rain, I don’t think I could take it, `cause it
took so long to bake it, And I’ll never have that
recipe again, oh no! I still see the yellow cotton
dress foaming like a wave upon the ground. Around
your knees, and the birds like tender babies in
your hands, And the old men playing checkers by
the trees. There will be another song for me, for
I will sing it. There would be another dream for
me, someone will bring it. Oh, I will drink the
wine while it is warm, And never let you catch me
looking at the sun. But after all the loves of my
life, after all the loves, you’ll still be the
one. I would take my life into my hands and I will
use it, I will win the worship in their eyes, and
I will lose it. I will have all the things that I
desire, and my passions flow like rivers in the
sky, And after the loves of my life, after all the
loves of my life, You’ll still gonna be the one.
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark, all the
sweet, green icing flowing down, Someone left the
cake out in the rain, I don’t think I can take it,
cause it took so long to bake it, And I’ll never
have that recipe again, oh no, oh no!