He is looking for new child prey

The evening sun touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan

On the roof top where she climbed
When all the laughter grew too loud

And she bowed and curtsied to the man
Who reached and offered her his hand
And he led her down to the long white car
That waited past the crowd

The angry boy, a bit too insane

Icing over a secret pain

You know you don't belong

You're the first to fight, you're way too loud

You're the flash of light on a burial shroud

I know something's wrong

.

Well, everyone I know has got a reason

To say, "Put the past away"

Up on the Roof