"Spring was never waiting for us girl,
 it ran one step ahead
as we followed in a dance. Between the parted pages and were pressed in love's hot fevered iron like a strip-ed pair of pants. Mac Arthur's 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 that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have the recipe again. Oh no... 
I recall the yellow cotton dress foaming like a wave on the ground around your knees. And the birds like tender babies in your hands and the old men playing checkers
by the trees. Mac Arthur's 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 that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have the recipe again. Oh no... 
There would be another song for me
for I will sing it. There would be another dream for me
someone will bring it. I will drink the wine while it is warm and never let you catch me looking at the sun. And after all the loves of my life
after all the loves of my life
you'll still be the one. I will 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 the things that I desire and my passions flow like rivers through the sky. And after all the loves of my life
oh after all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you. And wondering why.... 

Mac Arthur's 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 that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have the recipe again. Oh no.... Oh no.... Oh...... Oh no."