Bright, my little bluesboy

you smile too much

let's see a nice frown

don't touch so much



he made it look fun

what's done is done

I am so stupid

you are so young

and still i'd have to say

that now and then i'd cry to see your smile



still I have no reason

I have no rhyme

i'm out of your time

you're out of town

a difference not in years

but in the distance from a place that I look through



you cried for me twice

and I have hope, but not enough, no not enough

no not so little that

i'd dare to tie the rope



she lied for you twice

she doesn't like me

I understand but

she isn't nice



and I sat by the window

you wrote a story

you think i'm evil

I hope you're wrong

and still i felt a spark

when it's implied that I had been a good thing

once



i'm still dumb

but you're still young, but not enough, no not enough

no not so old that you could

realize what you've done