Varnished weeds in window jars Tarnished beads on tapestries Kept in satin boxes are Reflections of love's memories Letters from across the seas Roses dipped in sealing wax Valentines and maple leaves Tucked into a paperback Says she throw them all away She found someone to love today Dark with darker moods is he Not a golden Prince who's come Through columbines and wizardry To talk of castles in the sun Still she'll take a chance and say She found someone to love today She see a sorrow in his eyes Like the angel made of tin What might happen if she tries To place another heart in him In a Bleeker Street cafe She found someone to love She found someone to love She found someone to love today From Tom Rush "The Circle Game" Elektra Records ? 1967 Siquomb Publishing Corp(BMI)