I think he’s lost
He hasn’t come today
He didn’t come yesterday
Or the day before that
Is he playing hide and seek?
Behind the curtain of cloud
Should I go and look?
Well, maybe when I’m dressed.
I wonder if he just,
Sheltering from the rain
I bet he has no umbrella
Silly man, if only he’d asked
He could have borrowed mine!
O…R…!
Has the sun kidnapped him?
Cos’ come to think of it
I haven’t seen him for a week
neither……