Thank you for the love that almost was. You've been a nice and gentle man And offered more than I could dream But alas, I'm not what I seem It's not my fault you lived a dream About a love that almost was.
I have to leave you now, my dear Why must all men be only boys? You think we're all your little toys...
You are so young, so immature! Your choking love I can't endure but I could never tell you, not a single word. You've cut my wings, a crawling bird I'm when you keep me in your thought. It's not my fault I love you not. I'm sorry, but my answer's no And well... For this I have to let you go.