Why

When I was nine, Michael and I
 Entered a talent show, down at the Y
 9 a.m. went to rehearse by some stairs
 Mike couldn't sing, but I said, "No one cares"
 We sang "Yellow Bird" and "Let's Go Fly A Kite"
 Over and over and over 'til we got it right
 When we emerged from the YMCA
 Three o'clock sun had made the grass hay
 I thought, hey, what a way to spend a day
 Hey, what a way to spend a day
 I make a vow right here and now
 I'm gonna spend my time this way
 When I was 16, Michael and I
 Got parts in West Side at White Plains High
 Three o'clock, went to rehearse in the gym
 Mike played Doc who did not sing, fine with him
 We sang "Got a rocket in your pocket"
 And "The Jets are gonna have their day, tonight"
 Over and over and over 'til we got it right
 When we emerged, wiped out by that play
 Nine o'clock stars and moon lit the way
 I thought, hey, what a way to spend a day
 Hey, what a way to spend a day
 I made a vow, I wonder now
 Am I cut out to spend my time this way?
 I'm 29, Michael and I
 Live on the west side of SoHo, NY
 9 a.m. I write a lyric or two
 Mike sings his song now on Mad' Avenue
 I sing, "Come to your senses, defenses are not the way to go"
 Over and over and over and over and over
 And over and over 'til I get it right
 When I emerge from B minor or A
 Five o'clock, diner calls, I'm on my way
 I think, hey, what a way to spend a day
 Hey, what a way to spend a day
 I make a vow right here and now
 I'm gonna spend my time this way
 I'm gonna spend my time this way