Two stars, three stars, The night sky above used to mean everything, Two horses in love, Girl in a sling. How come your eyes come In and out of focus in the park, All alone, early spring, Girl in a sling. I've been sifting through these remains for years. Bitters tears, bitter pills. Oh, it sucks when there's nothing but gold in those hills! Girl, I know what you're going through. I'm going there too. Girl, I know what you're going through. I'm going there too. I'm going there too. I'm going there...