Beautiful William

One morning in May In a milk-white convertible drove slowly away Beautiful William with curling black hair Gold rings on his fingers as he held to the wheel Was he given a package by a man on the train? We found his car by the roadside later that day Mirrored sunglasses, roses and wine Laid on the empty seat, as he slowly drove by He left his lights burning, he left his perfect lawn His automatic sprinklers about to switch on Did he find a black glove on the cliffs by the bay? Why would he leave us, why would he leave us this way? He drove through the town with a smile on his face Waving to everyone as he went on his way Polly from Red River, Rose from Green Falls They drove to his house and they lay on the lawn Was he stopped in the airport by a man with a cane? We found his car by the roadside later that day Rose smashed his windows till the glass was all gone Polly broke the back door and she screamed down the hall But no answer sounded but wind flying through As we tore up the green lawn and torched all the rooms Did he find a white glove in the pines by the lake? Why would he leave us, why would he leave us this way?