I offered you my hand - you spit in it I said I’d walk along with you - you tripped me and I fell I tried to sing the song you wrote - you unplugged the microphone I told the world how great you are - you told them I’m a liar
I tried to follow on your path - you covered it with broken glass I sent you every cent I owned - you never cashed the check I mailed you all my hopes and dreams - it came back postage due I got the message finally - I gathered up my love and walked away ljm
Love is a gift that will sometimes not be accepted.