no-one knows what going on with him|he's got a telescope in his garden, in his garden|no-one knows what going on with him|he rides his bike with just one hand, just one hand||all the ice-cream ladies are waiting|for his secrets to come out|all the ice-cream ladies are waiting|for his silence to be loud|and then|for his happiness to end||all the boys have left the town|all the girls are singing in the shower, in the shower|in the old clock factory|birds and bells are singing every hour, every hour||all the ice-cream ladies are waiting|for his secrets to come out|all the ice-cream ladies are waiting |for his silence to be loud|and then|for his happiness to end||she puts the day to rest|she's closing down the store|it's beating in her chest|with misery and high hopes|she's turning on the radio||all the ice-cream ladies are waiting|for his secrets to come out|all the ice-cream ladies are waiting|for his silence to be loud|and then|for his happiness to end