Marcy in a coat of flowers Stops inside a candy store
Bits are sweet and greens are sour Still no letter at her door
So she'll wash her flower curtains Hang them in the wind to dry
Dust her tables with his shirt And wave another day goodbye
Marcy's faucet needs a plumber Marcy's sorrow needs a man
Red is autumn, green is summer Greens are turning and the sand
All along the ocean beaches Stares up empty at the sky
Marcy buys a bag of peaches Stops a postman passing by
And summer goes, falls to the sidewalk Like string and brown paper
Winter blows up from the river There's no one to take her
To the sea
Marcy leaves and doesn't tell us Where or why she moved away
Red is angry, green is jealous That was all she had to say
Someone thought they saw her Sunday Window shopping in the rain
Someone heard she bought a one-way Ticket and went west again