My Time Of Day

[SARAH:]
What time is it?

[SKY:]
I don't know...Four o'clock!

[SARAH:]
This is your time of day, isn't it?
I'm not usually up this late before!

[SKY:]
How do you like it?

[SARAH:]
Oh, it's so peaceful and wonderful!

[SKY:]
You're finding out something
I'd known for quite a while...
My time of day is the dark time,
A couple of deals before dawn,
When the street belongs to the cop,
And the janitor with the mop,
And the grocery-clerks are all gone.
When the smell of the rain-washed pavement,
Comes up clean and fresh and cold.

And the street lamp light,
Fills the gutter with gold,
That's my time of day-
My time of day,
And you're the only doll
I've ever wanted to share it with me...
Obediah.

[SARAH:]
Obediah? What's that?

[SKY:]
Obediah Masterson... That's my real name.
You know you're the first person I've ever told it to.