What would I have done if you had said yes
To all of those questions that I had asked

Would I have run to your side
Only to pierce it with my pride
Lagging below and falling behind
Your history was a golden find

With your hair on fire you’ll run admired
Until you fall
From that higher ground that you have found
Was never there at all

I don’t know how you went for so long
Punched in the mouth always told you were wrong
This vessel you call your heart is a rusty pail
In which your milk has browned and your feelings failed

How can you oversleep when you haven’t slept
Embarrass the company; socially inept
When they lined up to eat my heart you were on hand
And even Mary had a little lamb