Last night I dreamt that I could drive 59 miles
And maybe see Fred Rogers
Who would smile on me
And tell me how I could make things better

I'd say, "Hi Fred" and am I glad
To stand with you and shake your hand
How about this weather?
And can you explain how to change
How to make things better
Make things go?

I'd say Hi Fred, I won't stay long
I'm missing the sun
Everyone from your generation
And you know I hate to drive
Maybe I'd see you at the station
West Newton
And here I go