I had a dream that Leonard was gone
he left us at noon in a hospital room
his face was pale, his legs were thin
his mother was there to comfort him
the hounds of hell would sleep that night
and lose their faithful appetites
and those who lived on Cactus Hill
would hear the news and start to pull
the thorns out of their lonely rears
and give thanks for all the lonely years

My love, my song, where have you gone

The ceremony would be just fine
the children would all wait on line
the son would lose his bitterness
the daughter would learn how to confess
some ex lover from way back when
would show up with her latest friend
and the New York kids with wrinkles now
would show up at their Union Square
and sing his songs as if someone wanted to hear

My love, my song where have you gone

After all was said and done
they burned his body just for fun
a couple of disciples came to see if he would rise again
the urn was filled of stainless steel
the freckled face disciple squealed
"You live your life as if it's real"
then took a bite of his happy meal
and his teenage boy too bored to feel
said "Man, I'm freakin out of here"

My love, my song, where have you gone