You make a lot of money

She makes a lot of time

Counts it out and hands it over to you

Never asking nothing in return

'Cuz she trusts you

Believes in you too

You go around in circles

She goes home alone

You could be there with her

But she's still on her own

She's not looking for miracles

She's just looking for love

All she wants is you, because that's enough

She makes it all so easy

You make it all so hard

You've give her dirt

And tie her to the earth

She plants another flower in the sand

You got all the best excuses in the world

But they're not reasons

They don't even rhyme

She's a good woman

But you treat her like a bad little girl

She's a loser

In your little game

The victim of your big crime

She's always trying to work it out

You're only trying just to fit her in

To your self-serving plans and schemes

She thinks you're worth it

So she hangs around

And hangs another day on shattered hopes

And battered little dreams

You trample down your dirt

And harvest weeds

Her love grows

And she waters it so carefully

You scatter all her seedlings

With one wave of your hand

And she plants another flower in the sand