Aby-a-Day – November 21: Up on the roof

When this old world starts getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face


I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space


On the roof, it’s peaceful as can be
And there the world below can’t bother me
Let me tell you now


When I come home feelin’ tired and beat
I go up where the air is fresh and sweet (up on the roof)


I get away from the hustling crowd
And all that rat-race noise down in the street (up on the roof)


On the roof, the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let’s go up on the roof (up on the roof)


(Gerry Goffin and Carole King, 1962)