Certain strands of overcast don't burn away 'til dawn He who stands a lonely man will mask his fear with scorn Commonplace, the situation traced upon the lawn She who stands a sad woman will gladly lead you on Will gladly lead you on Happenstance has brought this chance, now won't you hold the door Happenstance has taught this dance, you've never seen before Commonplace, the situation traced upon the lawn She who stands a sad woman will gladly lead you on On and on and on and on