[Verse 1]
The line of traffic comes to a stand still
For the Love King, out in the morning air
I find a place I started from
The wild is calling, this time I follow
Easter parade
[Verse 2]
In the bureau, typewriter's quiet
Confetti falls from every window
Throwing hats up in the air
A city perfect in every detail
Easter parade
[Bridge]
I know you
The birthday cards and silent music
The paperbacks and Sunday clothes
[Verse 3]
In the hallway and railway stations
Radio across the morning air
A crowd of people everywhere
And then the people, all running forward
Easter parade