For a short while, I thought that she Would stay here by my side As she would wait for you to come, Passing hours with a sigh
The summer we had thrown away Was spent beside the fire She’d hum a tune and play guitar, Of singing, she’d never tire
I did not know her very well, But she would like to talk The only thing that captured her Was when with you she walked And sang and played out loud each night She loved these simple things She longed for you, she cared for you She thought you’d see her through.
Just to be frank, I could not stand The song Norwegian Wood But nowadays, I cannot help But hum it like she could
I often think of what she’d be If you were with her then And think of silly questions like Then where, with who and when?
But to tell you the truth I really ******* dislike thinking of you, And by extension, I really ******* dislike talking to you, So let’s just stop.