Who's minding the store? My, angles, on high Have broken, their wings The loneyliest, tears, I cry My heart, never sings I'm, in, dis-a-ray Blue heart, on the floor Laughter and dark, for the day Who's minding the store? The sins, of a neeeeeeew perfume Has drawn you, from meeeeeee She's changing, the view, for you For every, oooone, to, see So, you, slipped away Remote, ever more Who's warmmmmmming, the chill, every day? And, who minding the store? I silently... call, your name But, no one, is here My heart, saddly hopes, in vain, that you might, soon... appear As doubt settles in And closes, the, door It's only, to hide, what's happened, inside Who's minding, the store? Who's, minding, the stooooooooore?