Triste pero cierto.

Kitty Kitty where do you go
when the world begins to slow
and the lights outside gets low
And I see you staring sadly out the window

Do you go back to your childhood home
The kitchen floor - Your birthday place
Back to your mother's warm embrace
To the smell of your fathers paws
Like home made cheese and fish
an open fridge in cold November

And did it trouble your little kitten mind
to find that a father kittens paws
weren't always so kind

You ran didn't you - kitten
But your running was aimlessly
So that now you find yourself
In front of the doggy door
that has one loose flap barely hanging on

Come back to me little kitten
Come back to bed
The fish in the bowl has no meaning
Come back to me - come back to bed

And I'll pet your little kitten head