Not easy to do, but easy to say
Don't be sad all the time
You'd learn more from a mime
Than some half of a two-part play
You tell me you're fine
And sometimes I'll humour you
But either way
You'll get there, tomorrow or someday
Drive to my door without a warning
I can see by the light
On occasion I'm right
But then who is in charge of the scoring?
You picture me writing
And I don't mind if I'm not in your drawing
'Cause I'll see you
Tonight, or in the morning