Spoonful of sugar in Montreal city
When the leaves are dying and look so pretty
At home the ships are on the rocks and sinking
And as hard as we try
We just can't stop thinking
Dirt in my fist roots on my sleeve
This year the trees fell before the leaves
People like me like people like you
Cause people like you are far too few
Oh night daylight had got nothing on you
And nothing's everlasting when your
Always just passing through Oh no!
Ear full of music just when I need it
Your sould won't sing unless you bleed it
Lookin' for answers through the night owl's window
A million miles an hour through the wind n' snow
A spoonful of sugar in Montreal city
Nothing can cure this homesick disease
This fall the trees fell before the leaves