( Melanie Safka ) They told me when I was little, I'd go to heaven if I was good. Now I'm a long way from little, 'Cause I tried to find heaven, 'Cause I thought that I could. I thought that I could. And I thought I loved Harold, And I really loved John, I really loved Alphy I almost loved Tom. I loved them so easy, And I loved them so free. Now I don't think that heaven Will wanna love me. Hallo, song of the willow, The dreams under my pillow, Turned to tears that I cried. Beauty and love are our riddle, Never to answer, but always to try. And, boy, did I try. And I tried with Harold, And I tried with John. I tried with Alphy, And almost with Tom. I left myself open, For the whole world to see. Now I don't think that heaven Will wanna love me. So I said goodbye to Harold, And goodbye to John. Goodbye to Alphy, And goodbye to Tom. I loved them so easy, And I loved them so free. Now I don't think that heaven Will wanna love me. Oh say, can you see? By the dawn's early light No light will shine me