Joy Of Nothing کے بول

Waking up with the pouring rain Same old sun and the sky again Collared doves and fighter planes Sharing the sky like it's nothing strange Foliage silhouette on an evening sky A morning greeting, a baby's cry And the singing of late night lullabies Oh the joy of nothing Is a sweeter something And I will hold it in my heart I will hold it in my heart Ulysses and eulogies Gainsbourg, ginsberg, socrates All mean naught and everything Oh, the joy of nothing Is a sweeter something And I will hold it in my heart I will hold it in my heart Oh, the joy of nothing Is a sweeter something And I will hold it in my heart Yes, I will hold it in my heart Oh, the joy of nothing Is a sweeter something I will hold it in my heart I will hold it in my heart