Mama can you tell me something To believe in? Other than another lord of little children I'll settle for a vase of flowers On the table Give me just a moon and stars In a milky cradle How I want them every day Brother can you tell me where the road divided You and I from sense and our Common guidance? I'm damned if I can figure where we crossed our wires I'm damned if I remember when I got so tired How I wonder every day