(FrantzMcGee)

Should I take a bow

Are you laughing

Stop that

You're crushing my soul

And what's more than an earful

Stop your crying

Now wet your dry eyes

Your dry eyes

Can't find the words,

But I long to be with you

To see your hair blowing in the breeze

Could take a chance

Find others to run to

But I'll stand

With the unmoving tees

With the trees

If you turn away

Turn away smiling

Show off those teeth

That you've filed

It troubles my soul

I'm beguiled

Are we jumping

To depths of unknown?

Of unknown